Acheron
He is impressively more skittish than I was at his age, which is impressively impressive. The blushing, the people-aversion, the love of hazelnut wafer sticks. Though it’s possible we don’t share the same love for the wafer sticks, his penchant for…
So, he’s like a little miniature version of me in every conceivable way except that when I was young, I found a pixie and Acheron found a wiccan. Pixies, in my not-so-humble experience, make much better companions than wiccans, but to each his own. Perhaps it is just Nell who makes a better companion, anyway.
Acheron has insane hair, which he doesn’t bother to comb, because contrary to all other opinions he is an unkempt slob.