:I am within the faerie circle. Our home is a little too crowded.:
Rhychard didn’t doubt it. He altered his course, heading toward the area around what he called his Thinking Rock, a flat slab of granite that extended out into Manatee Creek in the middle of a small wooded section behind Rhychard’s condo. The faerie circle was a small area around Rhychard’s rock, a ring of boulders that Marachin, a sylvan elf, had created so that Rhychard could have a safe, private place to train and rest. Part of the magic allowed people to see through the area to the creek beyond without noticing anyone inside the circle. If they were tempted to visit, the magic of the circle deterred them, sending them in another direction. Unless a person knew of the magic, they would never be able to enter that specific area. Only knowledge of the faerie circle allowed people to cross the barrier. It also acted as a bridge to the Land Under for those who had the power to cross it.