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This may not be the best way to start a journal, but I knew. I knew, deep down I always believed faeries were real. And today- though I must keep our encounter a secret from my dearest pals- I have met her, a real faerie.
I had morning duties today, starting 4 am. Iwas simply wandering 'round the Temple, basking in the first rays of day. My arm was still injured from the battle from a few days ago. This will be important for later. It started of just like any other day when- I cannot recall why but- I shifted my attention to the stairs behind me. The rays of Sunlight were already prominent, casting long shadows on the just swiped floor, though it was only around five in the morning. That was when I noticed, a strange figure caring a shadow on the sacred murals from above me. Looking up, I saw.. a Cookie. A Cookie with wings. I swear if I weren't alone I would've acted on instinct, calling out, doing something, anything- but, something deep in me made me stay quiet. Like a weird gut feeling I shouldn't disturb such a divine looking creature. She was quiet, her wings were folded behind her back. She was blocking the small window like crack in the wall facing east, bathing in the first rays of daylight. From my spot, I could see very few of the faerie- but I could hear her humming. She was humming such a calming tune- how did I not hear it before noticing her-? I remember wondering- has she noticed me? Looking down, I was in a state of self doubt- was I imagining it?.. Have I falled asleep? Daydreaming, by any chance? And, well, I got my answer just as quick as I asked.
"Who's this one?"
My heart skipped a-.. actually, more than a beat. Such a.. soft, sweet voice- I was wondering, is she actually a siren?- Or an angel?- How come such mesmerizing voice speak to me..?
"..Hello? Good morning! Are you hearing me?"
She talked to me again. I finally turned turned to face her, I remember my first words to her, it wasn't asking her name or anything like that,
"..The Wind God- said to be the purest Elemental Guardian, he whom protects the Great Scared Tree and our village. He chases away the dark spirit."
"..Is that so. The shape of his gem is wrong- it's sharper on the top and bottom edges. And he has bigger wings. I suppose you can't really rely on old murals for accuracy around these parts, huh.."
A mere answer to her question. It seemed to please her. And then she graced me with her face- how could I even describe such beauty only in words..? A soft, round face, her skin crystal like smooth and shiny- a pale shade of teal or a greenish blue..? It was hard to tell with the morning light. She had two dark blue circles on her cheeks- and a bright blue gem in her forehead. Her eyes, such a pure green- I swear, she looked like she was crying.
"..Are you alright?" I asked.
"Hm?- Oh- Ohhh! The tears? No no no- it's not tears- It's dew droplets! Don't worry too much, heheh~"
She then closed the distance between us- the faerie was much shorter than I thought she'd be. Looking at me with those big doe eyes of hers- I could've sworn I'd drown in them. I will be describing her later, for her beauty couldn't be described in just one entry.
"Oh! Oh my! I must've lost my manners- Asking with no introduction.. who do I think myself to be-?" She was covering her mouth in what I assumed to be embarrassment,
"I am Flower- ah, yes, just Flower-! And the sweet one whom answered me goes by...?"
..to be fair, she was suspicious with that.
" Ah- me? Churro Cookie."
She looked quite shocked when she extended her hand and I planted a soft kiss on it- she even chuckled. Have I embarrassed myself with that-? In these parts, it's a very basic way to show respect towards fine Cookies.. maybe it's not the same in other sides of the forest. Oh, and how shiny her wings were- she reminded me much of the one deity I've always admired, the Morning Hummingbird. Said to be the Wind God's youngest child, one whom brings prosperity, peace to those fighting wars, healing to the harmed, one who chases away sorrow and remorse.. I always wondered if faeries were real, would they believe in any of our Gods?..
I suppose I shall ask her later.
It was a pity, I must say- and quite saddening to me when after a short conversation Flower had to take her leave.
She promised she'd come tomorrow at 'round four in the morning so we'd have more time.
.. I feel guilty. Is this a sin? Not only am I meeting a faerie- creatures said to be monsters in our legends who turned against the Great Sacred Tree- Will she harm my tribe..?
No, I must be overthinking. Flower was so soft looking- her appearance doesn't seem to be deceiving. She had such kind eyes, one with such eyes could never be a bringer of bad luck.
Though it's a shame, I must end the entry here.
Cubby, Vixey and Pandy must be tired after a day of playing, I must tuck them into bed.
I must also check on Wind Archer Cookie- his condition seems to be improving since.. the incident. Judging by his current state, he will likely be back to his duties as a guardian in no time.
And I won't have to keep on listening to his corny stories 'bout the "hot-headed" guy.
I do wonder, why Flower was interested in him and only him. I wish I asked her how she knew his appearance wasn't depicted accurately. I suppose that's another question for tomorrow.