|(#TwilightRealm and its #Witches and #Oakenlings, etc. belong to the lovely @LadyLeaf)
Almost as soon as they had alighted from the train, Brin and Hawkeye crossed the border into the primeval forest of the Twilight Realm. Brin chose her location carefully, and, in a little dell, scattered a couple of her potion powders on the ground in a circle, from which she stepped well away. In the starlight, they were completely invisible unless one knew they were there.
Next Brin took out the single hair which the Fae courtier Tylyr had given her as a means to get his attention, and tied a series of complex knots in it. "Ouch," came the Ghillie Dhú's disembodied voice, although it had laughter in it. "You didn't have to tie those so tight, you know." Quickly, Brin appraised him of the situation and events that had transpired up to now, and made her request. Since he'd given her the Word of Obligation, there wasn't much chance that Tylyr would refuse, and indeed, he didn't.