May 4th, 2006

I am traveling down a cobblestone road through a warehouse. The warehouse reminds me of a turn-of-the-century brick dock warehouse. There are many businesses within the warehouse on either side of the road. I am not alone on the road. I am traveling with a large group of people.
...they are fey folk...
We come to a juncture and must choose to travel to the Eastern Path or the Western Path. The majority of the fey folk chose to travel the Western Path. They shrank and changed as they walked the Western Path. The denser and emotions of the Western Path weighed them down. I travelled with the few remaining fey folk down the Eastern Path.