This is short because if I don't stop to think about it I will spoil it. On the other hand if I just try adding to it on the fly I'll lose its potential, so for what its worth:

TILE 24 OLD&NEW

FROM WHENCE CAME THE FEY?
A matter of constant debate amongst the Council of the Wise, it is generally if reluctantly admitted that our origins are lost in the mists of time. This unsatisfactory conclusion is the best solution we have found to avoid tempestuous argument of how the fey originated.

Nevertheless there are sufficient enigmatic scraps of evidence to suggest that we were once the dominant life form that became gradually separated by time and distance enough to cause the separate races of Elves, Dwarfs and Brownies to evolve of their own accord yet without conflict as if in recognition of their common ancestry.

When the earliest forms of mankind began to appear they were aggressive brutish predators that slew all other creatures they regarded as either a threat or a food resource. Thus the Elves took refuge in the depths of the vast forests and became a sylvan folk that made their homes amidst the tree tops.

Whereas the Dwarves upon encountering the same fierce prejudice, took shelter in the mountains and adapted to a way of life, mainly mining and metalwork, which encouraged their physical change to heavily muscled people, short in stature.

Alone of all other fey folk the Brownies adapted to a unique co-existence with those few human kind that understood how to be thankful for the Brownies abilities to be helpful around hearth and home of those that understood they were best left alone to their own devices.

The Brownies were not affected by the presence of the Barrier and could freely travel between the two states of time and place that separated Man from Fey and which spatial temporal incline grows steeper over the years so as to eventually become completely impassable to even the most determined investigation by either side, should such an unlikely event ever occur.

Tim awoke quite suddenly as the unusually lucid dream ended. Quite suddenly it had come to him, the conviction that he knew who Charles Ramsey was, he must have been the one that created the Barrier, it was so transparently obvious! How else could his journal have found its way to Mr Hodson and then to him?

Pieces of the puzzle were becoming apparent and simply begging to be connected. Tim had always relied upon his intuition and he knew that it was showing him the way forward.

He'd had several odd hunches over the past year as he delved deeper into Charles' journal. For example the mans address Wormley was it a coincidence that it sounded like Wyrm Leigh the nearest village to Badger Hill which, now he came to think of it, could have been the Broxbourne shown on one of the maps Charles had drawn. It wasn't much of a stretch to turn Brox into Brocks and Bourne into Hill, was it?

It was if the bright morning sunshine had lit up Tims brain as he hurried to resume his studies in the short time before he'd need to be at work. They had a large order of toys to fulfil and Tim knew he must not let his employer down. Nevertheless his mind was racing as it decompressed and organised all that the dream had revealed.