It's Revolutionary!
an excerpt

William decided to explore the river, first following it upstream to the waterfall, and then downstream past the area where the ore was refined. Some ways downstream he noticed that there was a fork in the river and another stream was feeding the river at that point. He then followed the stream until he reached a pond. Feeling insecure about being alone in the woods he moved quietly. This apparently was a good thing because he quickly observed a lady standing by the pond. Quietly he moved forward careful of trying to remain hidden. The lady was, from what he could tell human, blond hair, blue eyes, barefoot and wearing an exceptionally shirt tunic like dress that went over another somewhat short blouse.
What was this creature, he wondered to himself. Was this a trap? Curiosity it was said killed the cat, but he was no cat, even though he was often called as crafty as one. Coming close to the lady he called out a greeting “Hello there lovely lady. My name is William Adams. Who are you and what are you doing here?”
William had somewhat expected the lady to turn into a monster and attack. He had his musket ready but now that she was aware of him the element of surprise was no longer in his favor. To his surprise she seemed genuinely frightened by the announcement. She turned as though to flee. “No please don’t leave,” he said, “I only want to talk.”
“Are you alone,” she asked.
“Yes,” he said and immediately regretted having said that.
“Oh,” she replied. “Well at least I can keep my eyes on you, but if you do anything the least bit suspect, I’m out of here faster than you can say ‘zing.’ Can you say ‘zing’?”
William obliged and repeated the word for her.
“Yea,” she replied, “I’d be gone that fast, vanished, poof, just like that. You know what, you’re cute. Not the type of drop down dead cute, but still the kind of cute that causes a girl to give you a second look if you know what I mean.”
To be honest, William had no clue what she meant. Yes there was that girl in the tavern in her home town a few years ago. But she married the guy who lived three houses from where he lived. In any event he had a few questions he wanted. “If you don’t mind me asking you, are you alone and what brings you to the middle of this forest?”
“Like, you know, I live here,” she replied. “I live alone, although I’ve only moved here about a year ago. I used to live near a dryad. All she did was talk about men. She constantly kept talking and talking about what she would do to a man, any man who she happened to find. Of course, the fact that she was in the middle of nowhere, hello, sort of indicated that she was going to be lonely for a long time. She was sort of tied to her tree, if you know what I mean and well I wasn’t so I was so out of there.”
“So I wandered about and what did I see? Men! Unfortunately they were rather plain and were more concerned with chopping down trees digging the earth and making the sky black in the middle of the day. Still, there was always a chance some drop down dead gorgeous guy would probably one day come to the camp right? But they never did. And then they died; killed by a dragon. He even chased one down and ate him. It was totally gruesome!”
“So,” William asked, “what do you think of the elves?”
“Well they are cute,” she replied, “but they are elves, not really my cup of tea, if you know what I mean. I much prefer humans!”
“You mean you’re not human?”
“Me,” she asked in slight shock. “No! I’m a fey, what others call a nymph to be precise, a creature with a god given talent of being drop dead gorgeous. You know if you had a few more points of charisma I’d show you just how drop dead gorgeous I could be and believe me it’s a real shock and awe moment. Sometimes I can’t help myself; I was born that way. But enough about me, what about you Are you here to chop down more trees and make more smoke and dig more dirt? Or are you here to avenge the death of those somewhat plain men and kill the dragon? Or perhaps you’re here for both; with your small band of merry men and perhaps the elf with the red feathered arrows?”
“Well actually,” William replied, “we’re going to do a little of all the choices. First we are going off to test ourselves by killing this feathered bear. Then we are going to kill the dragon. Then we are going off to negotiate with the gnomes for some rock that burns.”
“You mean those coal mining gnomes to the west,” she interrupted. “The ones who constantly sing ‘high ho’ as they go to work?”
“Yes, so hopefully the forest won’t be destroyed and the skies won’t be so dark.”
“Like, you know, that is so cool and environmentally friendly. I would love to help you with that, because otherwise some other dudes will come here and darken the skies again.” Pausing a second she continued, “Hey I have just the thing. You’re like this cool stealthy dude, because, like, I didn’t see you coming. At first I thought I was having a ‘blond’ moment but then I realized you had some skill and talent in that area. I have just the thing, bee are bee.”
Now William had no clue what a “bee are bee” was. In fact he had no clue about most of what she was saying. Words seemed to flow from her like a babbling brook. It was only then he realized that she was gone. Was she only a figment of her imagination?
“Got it,” said a voice from behind him. Turning around he saw her with a bottle in her hands. “It’s a potion of blur. Wish I had a vorpal blade or sylvan sword but hey I’m a cheep date.”
She handed her the bottle. “Thanks, he replied. By the way do you have a name?”
“You know,” she replied. “In all my years I never needed one. I’ll tell you what; if you want you can call me Mignon.”
“What does that mean?”
“I heard a Hen fur trader call me that once. I think it is hen for cute, or something like that. He was generally plain. You know if you just a tad cuter, but I’ve said that already. Tell you what. If you ever find this cute knight on a white horse and he’s this drop dead gorgeous and single, well have him come around and I’ll show him how drop dead gorgeous I can be when I want to be. I can’t help it. Nature has endowed me with secret beauty and I am a child of nature. Well I’ve got to run. Oh what the hell, you’re cute enough!”
Suddenly without a warning on her part she leaped forward and planted her mouth against his lips. Before he even realized it she pushed herself away from him and then literally vanished from his eyes.
William waited for almost an hour, stared at the bottle that was in his hands and returned to the camp.