Dusk
There's one perfect moment when day and night hold each other at bay and they unite in dusk. Wait for that moment and you'll miss it. But there will come a silence when the earth exhales and magic breathes out of the ground. Then it must be that fey folk wake and go abroad.
Perhaps dawn is similar, when dewed grass soaks your feet and light froths into the air. I don't know. I'm asleep then.
#prose 2018-08-01