Viel of The luciérnaga

Fireflies dance across the fields of the in between life and death. Neither exist in this part of the realm. So both living and passing can stand in the same plane of existence. The fields are every changing as the mood of the fae changes. So some days it may be blue, others gray, and maybe even yellow. It all depends on the majority of the mood that the fae give off. The lights of the fallen paint the skies each evening and morning. The waters are sweet like the nectar of flowers. This is where many come to couple. It is told that something in the air helps with breeding and blessing a healthy litter of pups. Magic seems to kiss the air and claim the area as its own.