Flash Fiction # 338 -- Connor of Northgate/22

"I don't see the point in this," Liam admitted with a glare at his fancy jacket."Show, my friend.  And that's fine, really," Connor said as he straightened his right cuff."At least this shouldn't take long." Liam put a hand on Connor's arm and drew his attention.  "Watch yourself."Taking this oath marked the only significant change a fae would really go through, passing from childhood to