Mosaic Books

“The station walls boasted an intricate mosaic. A string of figures walked across it, some Faerie, some human. Roses wrapped around their feet, the petals caressing them while the thorns bit into their clothes.
The Faeries’ painted forms were elevated, every feature exaggerated into something divine. Mouse doubted that the famed first mortal king of England, Alfred, looked quite so handsome as he did on the station wall. Next to him stood a tall, dark-haired Faerie with a billowing black cloak. He was a figure familiar to every child in England: Oberon, the former king of the Faeries.
Further down the line, Queen Elizabeth Tudor exuded graceful beauty, her face framed by a striking white frill and her clothing contrasting that of the Faerie King at her side, adorned with her crown of gold. Her skin was as pale and flawless as his, a sun to his moon.
Oberon walked beside another two English monarchs before another Faerie took his place: a golden-haired Faerie woman with a gown as white as a dove. This pattern of Faerie and mortal monarchs continued until it ended in a final tableau of a befuddled George III pushed behind a young George IV, both gazing after the Faerie man striding out in front of them. That was where the mosaic ended, with the final Faerie King’s face cut in half at the arched doorway. On the other side of the doorway, an image of Queen Victoria stood alone, looking back at the parade of mortal rulers and Faerie monarchs behind her.”
― Moorea Corrigan, Thistlemarsh