As you stoop for a closer look at the mousehole, a faint breeze whispers around your ankles. A winged mouse flutters out. "Hello," she squeaks. "I'm Snuggles, one of Stella Maris' pets. I used to live in the human reality, but now I live in the faery reality. Stella owned my mother, and all my brothers and sisters, but we were sickly and now all of us but our mama (she went to live with a lady who needed her) live in the faery world. But we still keep an eye on Stella and her people. Blessed be!" And then the mouse, with her bright wings, has drifted back into her little mousehole.
With a sigh, you stand back up.
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