The New Jersey Pine Barrens, Tuesday Evening
"I don't understand." Eleziane said. Neil's offered hand over the log across the path was unnecessary, but accepted anyway. "What is this Jersey Devil, and why wasn't it in the Leeside with the rest of us?"
Tim had seen the Elf princess in formal Fae dress, and in typical rich New York teen garb. And she looked equally beautiful in both. And now her outdoorsy outfit looked good on her too.
The only other people he'd seen who could pull that off were T'ing and Gwynn.
"If I had to hazard a guess," Tim said, "It's because not enough people agreed that it didn't or couldn't exist. Old world beliefs and superstitions and stuff tends to survive better in rural areas I think."
Neil scowled. "Great. Judgin' by the creeps we dealt with in the past, that probably means we're gonna run into some kinda redneck demon 'r somethin'."
"You done taken a wrong turn city mortals." Eleziane growled. Tim wondered when she'd seen that movie.
[For Gwynn should she wish.]
Tim had seen the Elf princess in formal Fae dress, and in typical rich New York teen garb. And she looked equally beautiful in both. And now her outdoorsy outfit looked good on her too.
The only other people he'd seen who could pull that off were T'ing and Gwynn.
"If I had to hazard a guess," Tim said, "It's because not enough people agreed that it didn't or couldn't exist. Old world beliefs and superstitions and stuff tends to survive better in rural areas I think."
Neil scowled. "Great. Judgin' by the creeps we dealt with in the past, that probably means we're gonna run into some kinda redneck demon 'r somethin'."
"You done taken a wrong turn city mortals." Eleziane growled. Tim wondered when she'd seen that movie.
[For Gwynn should she wish.]