On the Water Faerie

In Faerie, reflections serve as both portals and oracles. Reflections in water, in glass, in burnished metal, reveal the viewer in their true form. Ripples caused by a breeze over the surface of water highlight the vagaries of one's virtues. Distortions in the image cast by the curvature in a steel plate suggest the presence of flaws that we overlook in the mental pictures we hold of ourselves. In these reflections, we are transported from our certain footing to an unstable mindset in which the defining characteristics of our person are put to question. When an augury is issued from such a reflection, it is invariably uttered in an echo of our own voice, although we may be so loathe to recognize it that we insist otherwise.

Both doorman and sybil, the water faerie is the shepherd of reflections. Both welcomed and feared, loved and despised, the water faerie reveals secrets, many of which we would sooner not admit. To claim that the water faerie is indiscriminate in the fulfillment of her duties is an absolute error; her revelations, whether embraced or shunned, are always arrived at in a manner most meticulous and deliberate.