Which way will you take the bridge? Will you hop from the land and disappear into the tree? Will you come from the tree world and enter the land? Here is yet another example of a fairy bridge, and this one is particularly bold. Some of the others I have shown you could possibly be passed off as "normal" bridges even though they traversed nothing and were clearly unnecessary. But this bridge, this bridge is a typical example of the exasperation and yet wonderment one feels when sharing the land with fairies. On the left the bridge may look as though it stops directly at the tree, but what is the point of that? On the right the bridge hovers in a patch of sparkling unidentified vegetation but does not touch the ground, and what is the point of that? In either case, it makes no sense to humans who see no point whatsoever, but it makes perfect sense to the denizens of Fairy. They come and go as they please and throw bridges out before me to create a whirlwind of temptation. If I were to cross the bridge in either direction, it is highly likely I would never be seen again, at least not in this century. People disappear all the time. Someday I will cross the bridge, but today is not that day.