<blockquote>"John Childermass!" said a voice behind him, very pleased, and Childermass turned to see the person he had met in the pub. He could still not make out whether they were a man or a woman, or their age, or indeed any feature of their face; but he could see, now, that they were wearing a long, long coat the color of moss. (Too like moss; he thought he saw insects crawling within the fabric.)
In which there is a visit to Faerie, an unexpected reunion, and a bargain made.</blockquote>
➤ feels right, and does the raven king right, which is hard to do!
