Correction to above definition, the mirror is actually the Silvers. See Sifting Silvers or Silvers. The Unseelie King made all the Dark Hallows. Who made the light ones?
Addendum to original entry: See the story of the Unseelie King and his mortal concubine, as V‘lane told it to me (p. 77, this journal). The king created the Silvers for her to keep her ageless and give her realms to explore. He created the amulet so she could reshape reality. He gave her the box for her loneliness. What does it do? The Sinsar Dubh was an accident. HAVEN, THE: High Council of sidhe-seers.
Addendum to original entry: Once selected by popular vote, now chosen by the Grand Mistress for their loyalty to her and the cause. They were the only ones besides Rowena who knew what was being kept beneath the abbey. Some of them died and/or disappeared when the Book escaped twenty-some years ago. How did it happen? I‘m twenty-two. Is it possible my mother was one of them?!!!
Addendum: Yes, my mother, Isla O‘Connor, was one! She was, like Alina and me, immensely gifted. Must find out more!
IFP: Interdimensional Fairy Pothole. These things drive me nuts! When the walls came down on Halloween, parts of Faery splintered into parts of our world, and now, if you‘re not careful, you can end up walking or driving into one abruptly and without warning. You don‘t know what‘s in one until you get inside. They‘re hard to get back out of. Someone has been ―cutting them loose‖
and they‘ve begun drifting on the wind, making them even harder to avoid. There are IFPs inside the network of the Silvers, too. When Cruce cursed it, the collision of realms caused similarly fractured realities. According to Ryodan, IFPs are static microcosms and can be mapped. Some contain dolmens to our world. Most contain other IFPs. One can hop from world to world through them. It‘s pretty much a mess.
IRON: Fe on the periodic table. Inspector Jayne discovered that it bothers the Fae. He and his men fashioned bullets from it, lined their helmets with it, and carry it all over their bodies. It can imprison nonsifting Fae. Who knows what massive quantities of it might do to a sifting Fae?
IYCGM: Barrons gave me a cell phone with this number programmed in. It stands for If You Can’t Get Me. The mysterious Ryodan answers when I call.
IYD: Another of Barrons‘ preprogrammed numbers; stands for If You’re Dying. Addendum: God, I know what it is now!
KAT: I think she‘ll end up leading the sidhe-seers one day, if she lives long enough. I hope she does, because I can‘t stand Rowena. She‘s about twenty-five, levelheaded, smart, pure-hearted, and is the only one who has consistently kept an open mind and stood up for me. If anything happens to me, trust Kat. And Dani. If I‘m dead, go to them for help. LIBRARIES, THE TWENTY-ONE: Dani knows where they all are, even the forbidden ones, and we got into one, left Kat and her most trusted searching it, but I couldn‘t get into the other one Dani took me to. Not only was it massively warded, but there was some kind of ―guardian‖
blocking the way that just kept repeating that I wasn‘t one of them and wasn‘t permitted there. There‘s some kind of insurmountable obstacle in the corridor. I summoned V‘lane to help me. When he appeared, he hissed at me, contorted in pain, and vanished. I haven‘t seen him since. I‘m getting a little worried.
LORD MASTER: Darroc. My sister‘s betrayer and murderer! Fae but not Fae, leader of the Unseelie army, after the Sinsar Dubh. He was using Alina to hunt it, like Barrons is using me to hunt OOPs.
Addendum to original entry: He offered me a trade: Alina back for the Book. I think he really could do it.
Addendum: Bad enough that he had me turned Pri-ya, but now he has my parents!
MACHALO: My invention. Very cool. Hot-pink and covered with lights. It‘s the ultimate in fashionable Shade protection.
MACKELTAR, CHRISTIAN: Employed in the Ancient Languages Department of Trinity College. He knows what I am and knew my sister! Have no idea what his place in all this is, nor do I know his motives. Will find out more soon.
Addendum to original entry: Christian comes from a clan that once served as high Druids to the Fae and have been upholding the human part of the Fae/Man Compact for thousands of years, performing rituals and paying tithes. He knew Alina only in passing. She‘d come to ask him to translate a piece of text from the Sinsar Dubh.
Addendum: He disappeared on Halloween, when the Keltars and Barrons performed the ritual to try to keep the walls up. We both had a bad night! He got sucked into the vortex that destroyed the stones of Ban Drochaid, the sacred stone circle where the Keltar Druids have performed the rites and paid the tithe to uphold the Compact for millennia. I found him trapped in the network of the Silvers.
MALLUCé: Born John Johnstone, Jr. On the heels of his parents‘ mysterious death, he inherited hundreds of millions of dollars, disappeared for a time, and resurfaced as the newly undead vampire Mallucé. Over the next decade, he amassed a worldwide cult following and was recruited by the Lord Master for his money and connections. Pale, blond, citron-eyed, the vampire favors steampunk and Victorian Goth.
MANY-MOUTHED THING, THE: Repulsive Unseelie with myriad leechlike mouths, dozens of eyes, and overdeveloped sex organs. Caste of Unseelie: unknown at this time. Threat assessment: unknown at this time, but suspect kills in a manner I‘d rather not think about. Addendum to original entry: Is still out there. I want this one dead. Addendum to original entry: Dani bagged the bastard! Could he sift space? Which ones can and can‘t?
NULL: A sidhe-seer with the power to freeze a Fae with the touch of his or her hands (e.g., me). While frozen, a Nulled Fae is completely powerless, but the higher and more powerful the caste of Fae, the shorter the length of time it stays frozen.
O’BANNION, DEREK: Rocky‘s brother and the Lord Master‘s new recruit. He wants his brother‘s spear back, and he wants to kill me for killing his brother. I should have let him walk into the Dark Zone that day.
Addendum to original entry: He‘s eating Unseelie and has hooked up with Fiona, who‘s also eating it!
Addendum: Did the Book get him, or was all of what happened that night an illusion?
O’BANNION, ROCKY: Ex-boxer turned Irish mobster, and religious fanatic. He had the Spear of Destiny* in a collection hidden deep underground. Barrons and I broke in one night and stole it. His death was the first human blood on my hands. The night we robbed him, Barrons turned out all the exterior lights around the bookstore. When O‘Bannion came after me with fifteen of his henchmen, the Shades devoured them right outside my bedroom window. I knew Barrons was going to do something. And if he‘d asked me to choose between them or me, I‘d have helped him turn the lights out. You never know what you‘ll be willing to do to survive until you get backed into a corner and see what explodes out of you.
OOP: Acronym for Object of Power; a Fae relic imbued with mystical properties. Some are Hallows, some aren‘t.
OOP DETECTOR: Me. A sidhe-seer with the special ability to sense OOPs. Alina was one, too, which is why the Lord Master used her.
Addendum to original entry: Very rare. Certain bloodlines were bred for this trait. Rowena‘s sidhe-seers say they‘ve all died out.
ORB OF D’jAI: No clue, but Barrons has it. He says it‘s an OOP. I couldn‘t sense it when I held it, but I couldn‘t sense anything at that particular moment. Where did he get it and where did he put it? Is it in his mysterious vault? What does it do? How does he get into his vault, anyway?
Where is the access to the three floors beneath his garage? Is there a tunnel that connects buildings? Must search.
Addendum to original entry: Barrons gave it to me so I could give it to the sidhe-seers, to use in a ritual to reinforce the walls on Samhain.
Addendum: Barrons swears it was spiked when he got it. Found entry to the floors beneath his garage—through the Silver in his study!
O’REILLY, KAYLEIGH: One of my mother‘s friends and also part of the Haven. Something bad happened, and I think my mom and Kayleigh tried to stop it. I think that‘s when the Book escaped.
O’REILLY, NANA: Nearly a hundred years old, lives by the sea in County Clare, knew my mother! My mother‘s name is Isla O‘Connor. I could say that a thousand times. My mother grew up with Nana‘s granddaughter, Kayleigh. I think Nana knows what happened when the Book escaped. I need to question her again. Preferably without Kat standing guard. PATRONA: Mentioned by Rowena, I supposedly have ―the look‖ of her. Was she an O‘Connor?
She was at one time the leader of the sidhe-seer Haven.
Addendum: Patrona was my grandmother!
PHI: Post Haste, Inc., a Dublin courier service that serves as a cover for the sidhe-seer coalition. It appears Rowena is in charge.
Addendum: After the Book was lost, Rowena opened branches of this courier service all over the world in an effort to track and reclaim it. It was very clever, really. She has bicycle couriers serving as her eyes and ears in hundreds of major cities. The abbey/ sidhe-seers have a very wealthy benefactor who funnels funds through multiple corporations. I wonder who it is.
PRI-YA: A human addicted to Fae sex.
Addendum: God help me, I know.
RHINO-BOYS: Ugly, gray-skinned Fae who resemble rhinoceroses with bumpy, protruding foreheads, barrellike bodies, stumpy arms and legs, lip-less gashes of mouths, and jutting underbites. They are lower mid-level caste Unseelie thugs dispatched primarily as watchdogs for high-ranking Fae.
Addendum to original entry: They taste horrible.
Addendum to original entry: I don‘t believe they can sift space. I saw them locked in cells and chained up in Mallucé‘s grotto. It didn‘t occur to me at the time how odd that was, then later I thought maybe Mallucé was somehow containing them with spells. But after Jayne made his comment about imprisoning Fae, I realized that not all Fae can sift, and I‘m starting to wonder if only the very powerful ones can. This could be an important tactical edge. Must explore. Addendum: They have a taste for pretty young human girls and will swap the incredible high of Unseelie flesh for sex. Ew!
ROWENA: In charge to some degree of a coalition of sidhe-seers organized as couriers at Post Haste, Inc. Is she the Grand Mistress? They have a chapter house or retreat in an old abbey a few hours from Dublin, with a library I must get into.
Addendum to original entry: She has never liked me. She‘s playing judge, jury, and executioner where I‘m concerned. She sent her girls after me to take my spear away! I will never let her have it. I‘ve been to the abbey but only briefly. I suspect many of the answers I want can be found there, either in the Forbidden Libraries, which only the Haven is permitted to enter, or in their memories. I need to figure out who the Haven members are and get one of them to talk. Addendum: I‘ll topple her reign of power yet. She won‘t let the sidhe-seers do their job. She keeps them under lock and key, but I think I‘ve smashed the first cracks in the abbey walls. I think they‘re going to mutiny.
ROYAL HUNTERS: A mid-level caste of Unseelie. Militantly sentient, they resemble the classic depiction of the devil, with cloven hooves, horns, long satyrlike faces, leathery wings, fiery orange eyes, and tails. Seven to ten feet tall, they are capable of extraordinary speed on both hoof and wing. Primary function: sidhe-seer exterminators. Threat assessment: kills. Addendum to original entry: Encountered one. Barrons doesn‘t know everything. It was considerably larger than he‘d led me to expect, with a thirty-to forty-foot wingspan and a degree of telepathic abilities. They are mercenary to the core and serve a master only so long as it benefits them. I‘m not sure I believe they‘re mid-level, and, in fact, I‘m not sure they‘re entirely Fae. They fear my spear and I suspect are unwilling to die for any cause, which gives me a tactical edge.
Addendum to original entry: I rode one!
RYODAN: Associate of Barrons, and IYCGM on my cell.
Addendum: Top on my list of people to track down.
Addendum to original entry: See Chester’s. This man is one of Barrons‘ eight, whatever that is. They are all big men, preternaturally fast, most badly scarred, and they ooze something that just
… isn‘t human. Ryodan worries me.
SEELIE: The light or ―fairer‖ court of the Tuatha Dé Danaan, governed by the Seelie Queen, Aoibheal.
Addendum: The Seelie cannot touch the Unseelie Hallows. The Unseelie cannot touch Seelie Hallows.
Addendum: According to V‘lane, the true queen of the Fae is long dead, killed by the Unseelie King, and with her died the Song of Making. Aoibheal is a lesser royal, who is one of many that has tried to lead the People since.
SEE YOU IN FAERY!: Catch phrase for sycophantic human sex kittens who will trade anything and everything for the high of eating Unseelie flesh. They believe if they eat enough, it will make them immortal and they‘ll get to go to Faery, too. Said in the most annoyingly chirpy tone possible!!!