The world is a hopeless place when the Fair Ones leave…

I can see all this in the mid 1400’s, a couple of starving playwrights.

You have the unique ability to slip words like that in without coming across snobby, in a wordy sort of way, that’s one of the things I really like about you.

(Pile to piled?)

@ Elsha- Indeed but it could be safer or at least more stable.
@ 32^2- Thank you. I appreciate the compliment. I read a lot and have a lot of interests where words like cantrip are common place so it’s not me struggling to use a word I don’t know though if I am doing that I use a dictionary to make sure. Mostly what I am saying is that it is mostly natural. Also fixed!

I like the description of pottery shattering as a sharp hiss.

I also like this whole story and the world (or three?) it represents. There is a nicely bitter tone in the final line that belies the calm attitude being put on by the narrator. It’s all wonderful.