Oberon

Oberon is the King of the Fairies. The King of Faerie. Faerie overlaps with Albion and with our own, humdrum time. But it isn’t the same. For the most part, Oberon’s people co-exist quite happily with Men. We are usually unaware of their existence and, apart from occasionally curdling the milk or substituting a changeling for a human baby so that it will grow up to be, say, the Prime Minister (have you ever wondered why governments don’t seem to have the best interests of people in mind?), the Fairies are content to leave us alone. They are hard for us to see. Or, more accurately, they are hard to notice. But if you were to catch sight of Oberon out of the corner of your eye so that a corner of your mind woke up and paid attention, you would be best advised to shake off the feeling and walk away.

Quickly and far.

Oberon might be small and easy to miss but that does not mean that he is insignificant.

Or safe.