I ask Faer’n to accompany, and he agrees. I know that I must travel to the Place in the Myst where I gather the Great Light’s energy webthreads. As he stands on the shore of this mystic Lake, I climb onto the raft and begin to pole out to the Center of the Void.
I raise my staff and begin whirling it through the Myst to collect the webbing like cotton candy on a stick.
There is no sound here, but the whisper of ripples that have no echo as I move across this Space. I feel an awe in the deepest part of my heart, and hold as much humbleness and strength as I can. In this Place, fear tries to tip-toe into my mind, but I chase it away, and continue my Task.
When I return to shore, he stands guard, unusually quiet and calm, watching me.
I mix the webstrands with Unicorn elixir, preparing a potion paste, and put it in the jar I have carried for this purpose.
As we return to the Faery Realm, he and I begin riding the circuit of the Veil, upon whatever animal chooses to assist us in this Task. I remember horse, dragon, polar bear, pterodactyl, jaguar, gryphon, whale, and bumblebee to name a few. Each time I notice places where the Veil has worn thin or is leaking or seeping or unraveling, I apply the Paste, and watch in amazement as it smoothly heals the energy to its Original Light.