Honestly, the idea that Fae!Terry would pass through the veil and into the Fae-realm to however briefly, in a place where time is frozen or slowed down, show beloved an illusion, an astral projection, a mirage, a youthful mask he wears over his current aged maturity in order to portray, in ways photographs cannot, how he used to look in his prime, in the 80′s, and have himself be touched, kissed, looked at, pleasured, admired, because he is forever bitter that he’s met them so late in his life and that he had no control over the issue, is just...a thought that aches.