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    Forty Years Among the Elves
    Forty Years Among the Elves
    Forty Years Among the Elves
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    Forty Years Among the Elves

    By Stefon Mears

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    A roadside rest stop -- crossroads of the modern world. Where the barriers between worlds run thin. Where travelers may wander into Faerie.

    Lex Frisk, fleeing from heartbreak. On the road for thirty hours. Lex needs to stretch his legs. Find some coffee. Instead he finds a beautiful stranger...

    ...and an unbelievable party.

    "Forty Years Among the Elves", a fantasy short story that updates a classic fairy tale idea. From folklorist Stefon Mears, author of On the Edge of Faerie and the Ars Portlandia series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThousand Faces Publishing
    Release dateAug 1, 2017
    ISBN9781386138921
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      Highway rest stops deserve their bad reputation, but not for the reason everything thinks. They aren't full of drug dealers or serial killers waiting to slit your throat from the backseat. And they aren't havens for gay sex, though I wish they were. I could have used a no-strings lay that night. It would have been much better than what I found .

      I was in the thirtieth hour of a forty-five hour road trip down the west coast from Alaska. Just me in my beat-up Dodge pickup. A truck old enough to rattle and bitch if the speedometer crept over sixty-five, but at least it smelled good. Like fresh dirt and verbena. The dirt was all over the cracked vinyl seats, mostly. Well, it was also on the dashboard. And the stained floor mats, but it was hard to spot there under the legacy of pine needles, fir needles,

      and

      mud

      .

      Jace hated the dirt in my truck. I heard about it every time I drove us someplace. It's not like you don't own a vacuum, Lex. The least you could do is use it. That dirt was probably the beginning of the end for us. Jace was the kind

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