Bab 39: Chapter 39

"The Dresser?" Syne asked.

"Yea. Do I just wander around until I find something in my size?" Twyla questioned. The clothes varied in size and there was only one of each item. She hoped someone her size shared her taste. Or hated the things she liked so that they would leave them here in the Dresser.

"Oh! No no," Rhea spluttered. "That wouldn't work for us, at all. No no no."

Twyla looked at the trio as they all shook their heads.

"We are all different sizes, shapes, substances and have more or less limbs. It doesn't really work to have clothes that would only fit one person. So, with some clever fae magic, the clothes always alter to the wearer. Much simpler than trying to find specific sets of clothes for all sizes and types," Syne clarified.

"Also less restrictive. Imagine if you only had one set to work with," Rhea put forth. 

"So, anyone can choose anything from here?" Twyla marvelled. "And it would just fit them?"