by Ogiwara Saki (荻原咲)
Hawthorne was dead and Thomas was dying; here indeed, he thought, was the beginning of the slow passage of magic from England.
Well, it could not be helped. Hawthorne’s death was undeniably a shame as the Duke of Forget-Me-Not had been a stalwart general in the ongoing fairy civil war. His loss would be keenly felt by his allies. For Dr. Thomas Rust, formerly head of the Royal Society of Magicians, now laid up in bed with prickling chest pains, dying was a rather less existentially complicated matter. He was no half-fairy lordling. He was six and sixty, and his body was failing.