fanfic (Passing in the Night) Gargoyles, #74 dark

Title: Passing in the Night
Fandom: Gargoyles, the Animated Series
Author: karrenia
Rating: General Audiences
Character: Titania
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Words: 462
Prompt: #74 dark

Disclaimer: Gargoyles belongs to Disney and Buena Vista Television as do the characters who are mentioned or appear here. They are not mine



"Passing in the Night" by karrenia

I should have known better than this, perhaps there might have been another way to bring the conflict to a resolution, but that is the nature of hindsight, it provides perfectly clarity of vision when it is far too late to do anything about a given situation. It is a human foible that I have often most amusing and most endearing among their kind. It is fortunate that the fay are not subject to it.

If anything, the fay would more often be subject to the long sight, the ability to look far beyond the present moment and events to what may be.

I once spent a considerable length of time of mortal years posing as the human Anastasia Reynard, as it was, I must say, a highly diverting and profitable experience, for I learned much about humans and much about myself that I had never anticipated. For all of their quirks, foibles, and limitations, what I found most surprising of all, is that is that they have an astonishing capacity to dig down and aim high, and to surprise one when one least expects it.

The same might be said of the gargoyle clan. In aftermath of the aborted Gathering, despite the deep-seated animosity between David Xanatos and the gargoyles, they still were able to put all of that aside and fight for my grandchild.

I still find it difficult to reconcile in my own mind if that was brave or foolish, or some combination of both, but it hardly matters now. The matter has been reconciled and my lord and husband, although I might know better, would find completely beneath his dignity to mope about it. Even men of the Third Race can be moody, at times, and I should know, oh the fates allow, I should know.

I am not certain, even in my own mind, is the fact that he was thwarted in bringing our grandchild, Alexander to Avalon, or the fact that we were convinced on a compromise to the conflict by that incorrigible and oftentimes unpredictable trickster, Puck.
I must admit I am curious on that subject, but I know my Lord Oberon, well enough not to press him on the matter.

But, I digress. I told my daughter and Goliath both, that I would be watching over them, despite their chagrin at that news. I promised that, from time to time , that I would step in should matters require my attention.

I shall leave you with this final observation, “Not everything that lives within the shadows and mist is bad, my friends and one what may die in bright sunlight one day, may the next thrive in shadow. I will be watching and waiting, and whatever comes, I wish you the best of luck.