I saw one of the Good People at a ‘Renaissance Faire’ once, years ago.
Here in the US, Renaissance Faire’s are full of people in costume of the time and also of the Fae.
This Faire was in a forest with tables, tents and booths set up amongst the trees.
I was walking through the Faire with my friends and family and I noticed a person dressed as a Fae, half hiding behind a tree just a short distance from everyone else.
I stopped in my tracks and I’m sure my mouth fell open. He was dressed all in grey that perfectly blended with the bark on the tree.
His face was ageless and he was handsome but not overly so. Something about his features seemed odd, but I couldn’t decide what it was.
There was an air about him that I can’t explain, but I knew at once he was not in costume. He was the real thing.
He seemed surprised that I could see him and then he put his finger to his lips and shushed me. I nodded in agreement and looked away.
When I looked back, he was gone.