I have had a most rare vision.
I had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was…
The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen,
man's hand is not able to taste,
his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report,
what my dream was.
▐▐ ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT>>
King of Shadows is the winter ruler of the fairy tribe in the swamp, and it only stands to reason that his heart’s vision would reflect this role, alongside his Unseelie nature.
His world is an eternal masquerade, where anonymity permits visitors to become someone else entirely.
The Tree
▐▐ WHO LOVES TO LIE WITH ME UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE>>
Within the limitless forest is a beautiful clearing where it is forever night and forever winter.
Despite the season and the chill air that makes a traveller’s breath hang on the air in a delicate fog, the trees and plants seem impervious to the cold. All around, there are strangely glowing mushrooms and forever-blooming flowers, with the grass long and lush underfoot.
At the heart of the clearing is a vast and truly ancient oak tree with gnarled boughs which reach up against the stars like the antlers of a stag. The tree has bark which glimmers in unnatural colours and is festooned with uncountable flowers, trinkets, and strange gifts.
In the air, all around the great tree, butterflies with brilliant pink and blue wings that gleam like precious gems flit and move, as restless as running water.
In the middle of the tree, the gnarled trunk is inset with a doorway shaped like the head of a caiman, which opens upwards to invite visitors into its gently smiling jaws.
And the Endless Masquerade.