Driving at night down unlit country roads is generally inadvisable, especially when relying on electronic navigation to find your way around. The fact that you're driving through unlit country roads in the first place is a clear sign that you've not only followed one of these devices but that you've blindly trusted it to be working correctly and untampered with.
Just as the Fae used to work solely with their magic, they work now with ours as theirs was primarily based on particle manipulation and rearrangement, just as electricity is rapidly moving particles at its basest. Nowadays to use old magic is considered by many Fae to be uncivil, much like using a chisel instead of a stylus or licking a frog instead of taking painkillers.
Our magic is what they call it, our legacy and (in typical Fae manner) our eventual downfall. They began with little things like losing signal at random when passing under certain trees, finding a brand new phone lying about and other mundane things that could never be traced to them before the moved on to more malicious activities.
Suddenly the lost signal would redirect all of your messages to random contacts, causing chaos on every social platform while simultaneously blasting your home address to all manner of unsavoury persons nearby and inviting them for a night of "revelry".
The brand new phone would belong to someone horrifically murdered and you would be their prime suspect. Any and all cries of innocence would be met with sudden newfound evidence on the phone that placed you at the scene of the murder at the right time, even giving you motive.
The SatNav you were using to avoid heavy traffic on the M74 would lead you to unlit country roads and keep you heading in a confounded circle,unable to find your original turning and somehow always heading in a new direction through previously unseen areas as strange and frightening creatures would begin to appear in your rear mirror.
With every turn they would grow closer, forcing you to stop in the nearest village and run into the pub for help.
Just as the Fae used to work solely with their magic, they work now with ours as theirs was primarily based on particle manipulation and rearrangement, just as electricity is rapidly moving particles at its basest. Nowadays to use old magic is considered by many Fae to be uncivil, much like using a chisel instead of a stylus or licking a frog instead of taking painkillers.
Our magic is what they call it, our legacy and (in typical Fae manner) our eventual downfall. They began with little things like losing signal at random when passing under certain trees, finding a brand new phone lying about and other mundane things that could never be traced to them before the moved on to more malicious activities.
Suddenly the lost signal would redirect all of your messages to random contacts, causing chaos on every social platform while simultaneously blasting your home address to all manner of unsavoury persons nearby and inviting them for a night of "revelry".
The brand new phone would belong to someone horrifically murdered and you would be their prime suspect. Any and all cries of innocence would be met with sudden newfound evidence on the phone that placed you at the scene of the murder at the right time, even giving you motive.
The SatNav you were using to avoid heavy traffic on the M74 would lead you to unlit country roads and keep you heading in a confounded circle,unable to find your original turning and somehow always heading in a new direction through previously unseen areas as strange and frightening creatures would begin to appear in your rear mirror.
With every turn they would grow closer, forcing you to stop in the nearest village and run into the pub for help.
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