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The human world has always been a fun place for the fey folk: plenty of flowers to frolic through, pranks to pull, and even a few people deserving of a fairy’s helping hand. But sometimes, frightening things can happen and make it not so fun at all.
Frightening things such as demons running through your meadow and trampling all the flowers in its wake. Their horrible screeching rouses you from your slumber just as one of the foul creatures swat the cowslip blossom you are resting in. You tumble out of its blooming bell with a sharp squeal, unfurling your small wings and catching yourself before hitting the ground.
A torrent of emotion swirls inside you when you see the tattered flowers: shock when you spot a horde of demons, sorrow as you survey the scattered petals all over the ground…but the emotion that quickly rises up and overrides the rest is rage. How dare they ruin my beautiful meadow! All those mornings of painstakingly placing dew on their delicate petals…now for nothing! Your tiny body shakes in anger as the hue of your fairy light surrounding your body changes from a deep blue to a searing red.
Your iridescent wings buzz like a dragonfly as you zoom across the meadow, zeroing in on the demon that smacked your bed. When you get close enough, you maneuver your wings so that you shoot up into the air before they can knock you out of their way. You quickly shift your body and dive straight down toward their head, sprinkling them with a cloud of fairy dust. The demon sputters around as the magic in the dust begins to burn their skin.
“Take that, you dingbat!” you yell, shaking your fist at the demon.
They continue to flail around aimlessly and you giggle at its poor attempt to get at you, blowing a raspberry when they swing their wicked claw and miss. You are so taken with your jeering that you do not hear another demon approach you from behind until it is too late, swiping you from the air into their sinister grip and bring you up close to their face. As you wriggle in their hand, you notice that this demon is smarter than the one you dusted. A certain glint of gleeful hostility in their eyes makes your body tremble in terror now. Their hand squeezes you tighter, causing you to squeal in pain and struggle feebly in their grip. Your fairy light goes through a gambit of colors as they open their mouth…
A bright blue light whizzes through the air and cuts the demon in half. Luckily, whatever sliced them completely missed their hand and you dash away as soon as the grip slackens. You hide in a nearby patch of bluebells and hunker down low as the demons scream loudly. Every now and then you hear someone calmly taunt them as they get cut down. When the screams subside you carefully push aside the flower stems and peek out, checking to see if the coast is clear for takeoff.
A tall man dressed in blue stands just a few feet away from your position. His back is facing you, so you cannot get a good look at his face, but you do see a strange looking stick with a string in his hand. Is he the human that saved me from that meanie demon? The man turns around and your little fairy heart flutters at the sight of his face. Oh wow…he’s so pretty... Your fairy light begins to glow a soft pink as you gaze up in total awe, admiring his handsome features as your eyes linger on his silver blue eyes and slicked back white hair.
There is no doubt about it…you are instantly smitten with the tall man in blue.
Those mesmerizing eyes dart over to your patch of bluebells. You hold back a squeak of surprise as you back up further into grass, trying hard to dim your fairy light so you can hide better. A few moments of silence pass before you hear footsteps walk past your hiding place. Your head peeks back out through the flower stems and as you watch the tall man in blue leave your ruined meadow, your body lights up a bright yellow and you feel the sudden urge to follow.
After all, it is good manners to thank someone that rescues you from demons, right?