A/N: I just really wanted to write another chapter with Wyrd.

Wyrd's POV

Why's everything so dark? Oh yeah right, I have a mortal body now. I still have no idea why. It just felt right. I should have known I'd appear at the last place I was Invoked. Did it work properly this time? Last time I accidentally gave myself a tail. That was something I really didn't want to repeat. Oh whoops, I think I gave myself ADHD. What was I thinking? Oh right, do I have all the right appendages? Umm... Left leg? Yes. Right leg? Yes. Left arm? Yes. Right arm? Yes. Other assorted stuff? Yes, I think. Most essential organs? Seeing as I'm not dead right now, probably. Right probably should open my eyes and look around.  I cracked one eye open. Canvas lit by flickering firelight. Likely from a brazier. The other eye? More canvas and firelight. Yay. I'll have to move a bit so I can see more. 

I stimulated my sternocleidomastoid so I turned my neck to the side towards the light. (A/N: Why does that sound clichè to me. The light part, not the sternocleidomastoid part.) I saw a male of the first race. Oh, right they call themselves fae. His scent is that of pine and snow. His hair is the colour of the edge of a storm cloud on a sunny day, silver. His hand bore a wedding band made of the silver the same colour as his hair in the centre was a ruby gem seeming to flicker in the firelight. His eyes the same colour as pine needles on fresh snow.