Away with the Faeries by Sam Hall

Everyone sees from their own perspective, they say. But I’ve always seen things that aren’t there. As a child I called them fairies.
I didn’t know how right I was.
My parents tried to cure me by giving me a new lens through which to see the world: a camera.
My nan thinks she has the answer with herbal concoctions and effigy’s to ward off evil.
The doctor calls it mental illness and tells me to eat right and take my meds.
But none of them work.
The world jumps and shifts and changes, showing me things no one else sees.
I think I’m mad, until the day I photograph a friend’s lavish party – where rules and inhibitions are tossed aside along with clothes. Nothing had prepared me for these sights or for them: the Changelings.
A group of bad boys who glimmer in my messed up vision. I’m irresistibly drawn into their web. Into their musical world of debauched sensuality where I am called to document their band’s tour.
Nan’s warnings of the fair folk don’t even cross my mind. Swept up in their fairy ring my crazy vision finally makes sense, and I’m not sure I ever want to leave. Or should I want to leave?