Let's say you're a lady who believes in Magick about as much as you believe in a picture of somewhere you've never been. . . . or maybe only as much as a pretty dream you'd like to have come true. Or let's say you're the sort of gal who has not even the slightest doubt in your heart that Magick is real. . . .but True Love is another story entirely. Then let's say everything you've doubted comes skipping up to you, tips its hat, and says "hello!" What happens when your reality check bounces? You make a new reality, of course! One with new joys, new sorrows, new friends, new love, new Magick . . . . a world that has always been there, as close as the misplaced pen behind your ear. This is the world of urban fantasy fiction. . . . or is it reality? Where does fiction end and reality begin? After all, this is Pendragon Renaissance Faire, where for seven weeks, anything is possible. Anything.
