It was dark outside, but I think it was a winter evening.
It was dark outside, but I think it was a winter evening.
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Well, that’s the end of the first very short story. Hope you enjoyed it. If you want me to continue, say so. If you’d like another story, let me know too. And share it! If I get 50 comments saying “Go on with this” or 50 saying “Tell me another story” then I’ll carry on.
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“But digital cameras and phones don’t see the un-glamors. So we just look …”
“Glamorous,” I suggested. “And you need me to take that off … “
She learned forward and grabbed my wrist. “Urgently,” she said.
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“But digital cameras and phones don’t see the un-glamors. So we just look …”
“Glamorous,” I suggested. “And you need me to take that off … “
She learned forward and grabbed my wrist. “Urgently,” she said.
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“There seems to have been some kind of … update. And every fae in the mortal world is going crazy. We wear un-glamors so we can pass. Fade into the background, right?”
I nodded again. How fae hid in plain sight was something far conspiracy theorists had speculated about for years.
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“There seems to have been some kind of … update. And every fae in the mortal world is going crazy. We wear un-glamors so we can pass. Fade into the background, right?”
I nodded again. How fae hid in plain sight was something far conspiracy theorists had speculated about for years.
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Poking through the top of her hair were the tips of two … pink … ears?
“You’re an … elf?” I croaked.
“There’s no need to tell the whole cafe!” She was staring hard at me. “You’ve made photo filter apps, right?”
I nodded.
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Poking through the top of her hair were the tips of two … pink … ears?
“You’re an … elf?” I croaked.
“There’s no need to tell the whole cafe!” She was staring hard at me. “You’ve made photo filter apps, right?”
I nodded.
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For there, captured by my phone, with no filters, was the stunning beauty once again. I looked between the two several times. Sitting opposite me in the cafe was Miss Boring Normal. Captured on my phone was … Miss Amazing.
And then I noticed a photo detail that escaped me before.
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For there, captured by my phone, with no filters, was the stunning beauty once again. I looked between the two several times. Sitting opposite me in the cafe was Miss Boring Normal. Captured on my phone was … Miss Amazing.
And then I noticed a photo detail that escaped me before.
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“No filters,” Rhiannon said quickly as I selected a good angle for the shot of her plain face.
“No filters,” I agreed, and took the picture.
“Now, check it out.”
I nodded, but actually I was already doing so. And when I looked …
“Wow,” I said. “How the hell do you do that?”
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“No filters,” Rhiannon said quickly as I selected a good angle for the shot of her plain face.
“No filters,” I agreed, and took the picture.
“Now, check it out.”
I nodded, but actually I was already doing so. And when I looked …
“Wow,” I said. “How the hell do you do that?”
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She let out an exasperated sigh. “That’s the point. I’m not … Look, can you take a photo of me? Please?”
Well, I could always delete it afterwards. I swiped through to the camera, with a twinge of regret for that stellar score.
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She let out an exasperated sigh. “That’s the point. I’m not … Look, can you take a photo of me? Please?”
Well, I could always delete it afterwards. I swiped through to the camera, with a twinge of regret for that stellar score.
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“OK, whatever-your-name is. Show me.”
“Rhiannon,” she muttered, intent on her own phone. “There!”
She pushed the phone towards me, and I saw she’d opened her photo library to a picture of … Well, I guessed it was her, but this was a very different Rhiannon.
“OK, whatever-your-name is. Show me.”
“Rhiannon,” she muttered, intent on her own phone. “There!”
She pushed the phone towards me, and I saw she’d opened her photo library to a picture of … Well, I guessed it was her, but this was a very different Rhiannon.
“Can’t be done,” I said, looking back down at my own phone. “What’s the app, anyway? One of mine?”
“It’d be best if I showed you,” she said.
I sighed & put the game on hold. It was clear she wasn’t going to give me any peace until she showed me whatever she was beefing about.
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“Can’t be done,” I said, looking back down at my own phone. “What’s the app, anyway? One of mine?”
“It’d be best if I showed you,” she said.
I sighed & put the game on hold. It was clear she wasn’t going to give me any peace until she showed me whatever she was beefing about.
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Seated opposite me was a girl, eighteen or so. Dark brown curls, bit flat-chested, small brown eyes … nothing remarkable. Not even cute. The sort you wouldn’t even notice.
“I need you to fix an app for me,” she said determinedly. “On everyone’s phone.”
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“That’s right,” I said without looking up from my phone. The hack was working, and my score was becoming stellar … “Crowdon Breeth, at your ser … “
There was a heavy thud - a rucksack hitting the cafe table. That made me jump, and look up.
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“That’s right,” I said without looking up from my phone. The hack was working, and my score was becoming stellar … “Crowdon Breeth, at your ser … “
There was a heavy thud - a rucksack hitting the cafe table. That made me jump, and look up.
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