“I know a 'face' where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.” William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream | omo valley Ethiopia.
Common Fey, it was said, might have a bit of a shimmer when they used their glamour. Silver and Grey, as full of their power as they were, literally Glowed with the silver light their glamour generated. (Electrum Chilren, Eleanor A. Tremayne)
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