Sometimes it's just better not to be seen.

That's how Harry had always lived his

life. He prided himself as being the fly on the wall and the fae that blended into
the crowd. That's why he was so shocked that she noticed him.
They had made it to Las Vegas, wide-eyed and with so much hope and energy. They had
planned the trip for more than a year and both were so excited they could barely
control themselves. They still hadn't realized that Las Vegas promised a place
where dreams come true, it was actually the place where dreams came to die.
The time to take action was now. All three men knew in their hearts this was the
case, yet none of them moved a muscle to try. They were all watching and waiting
for one of the others to make the first move so they could follow a step or two
behind and help. The situation demanded a leader and all three men were followers.
Sometimes there isn't a good answer. No matter how you try to rationalize the
outcome, it doesn't make sense. And instead of an answer, you are simply left with
a question. Why?
She glanced up into the sky to watch the clouds taking shape. First, she saw a dog.
Next, it was an elephant. Finally, she saw a giant umbrella and at that moment the
rain began to pour.
There had to be a better way. That's all Nancy could think as she sat at her desk
staring at her computer screen. She'd already spent five years of her life in this
little cubicle staring at her computer doing "work" that didn't seem to matter to
anyone including her own boss. There had to be more to her life than this and there
had to be a better way to make a living. That's what she was thinking when the
earthquake struck.
There was a time and a place for Stephanie to use her magic. The problem was that
she had a difficult time determining this. She wished she could simply use it when
the desire hit and there wouldn't be any unforeseen consequences. Unfortunately,
that's not how it worked and the consequences could be devastating if she
accidentally used her magic at the wrong time.
She reached her goal, exhausted. Even more chilling to her was that the euphoria
that she thought she'd feel upon reaching it wasn't there. Something wasn't right.
Was this the only feeling she'