Thanks to less power
being sucked away and more power building up in Neighborlee for our defensive
purposes, I was getting leg tremors and prickling at the most inconvenient
times. Winkies swarmed me at the most inconvenient times. It was one thing to be
the only one in the room who could see them. It sometimes got pretty dang
difficult to sit in a meeting at work and not swat at or laugh at the sparkling
bits of light creating images in the air around my co-workers' faces.
Along with the winkies, Fae came to visit. Not Will and Phil, who I had gotten used to during their infrequent visits when I was younger. These were people who sort of ghosted their way through town. Gliding through the crowds of shoppers and people taking advantage of unseasonably nice weather to get outside and socialize or just get their steps in for the day. I recognized them by the trails of winkies. If that didn't confirm their identity for me, their pointy ears did.
Funny thing. Most of the Fae, I saw at Miller's Diner. They didn't seem to be making any effort to connect with Ben Miller. Who, I might add, displayed definite points in his ears. I hadn't seen those points until our New Year's battle with Big Ugly solved the whole power-siphon problem. (And created some new ones. The fluctuations as energy levels struggled for a new normal made my legs twitchy. A few times, I needed to get out of my wheelchair and walk, to get rid of the feeling, before I started screaming. However, I couldn't really explain to people the whole power field problem and how I might finish healing after all these years, now could I?)
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