I could go for a blackbird pie right now.

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PANEL ONE: Fetch and Owen walk through the streets of the town. Townhouses of a Medieval design give way to those of modern design. They see well-dressed elves and goblins in Regency era waistcoats and dresses, as if Tolkein mashed up with Austen. Street level shops: Blackbird Pies, Croker the Cobbler, Pub of Gold.

FETCH: Here you go. The upper crust of the Otherworld. All of the pretty elves and goblins that humans love to make Tarot decks out of are here.
OWEN: It’s nice.

PANEL 2: Fetch looks grumpily at two beautiful elves passing him by.

FETCH: Yes, nice. It’s all very pretty, magical, and quaint.
OWEN: Salty, aren’t we.
FETCH: Maybe.

PANEL 3: Fetch lectures, Owen looks surprised. Shops and elves pass behind them.

FETCH: Whatever. The summer court I knew as a child is not the one you see now. Back then it was rough at the edges, a decayed site for fading gods and royalty.
Then one day humans showed up. First they wanted our folklore, our myths.
Now they want our magic. They started spreading money around. Soon they'll move right in.

OWEN: Wow! Gentrification in the land of the fae?

PANEL 4: Fetch points to a fusion restaurant (“A Taste of Everything”) and a Star Cup’s.
FETCH: Don’t believe me? Look!
OWEN: Oh, gross.

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