In the middle of the forest of the deadly edge. There, lying a small human like body under the breeze of the cold wet leaved of that giant tree. Long deep blue hair, pale yellow sandy skin, and pointy ear tingling to the melodies of the running river, with little dying wings in deep grey.
A gloomy cloud moves to the side introducing the sun to her eyes, so she wakes up to the bright light and the heat coming from the glow of sun. She pick up herself from the ground, burying all her energy underneath. While her long hair covers up her pointy nipples that refer to the shiver she is getting through from the breeze melting down on her skin into a warm sensation.
She takes the running river her destination. Dizzy, she walk up and drops on her knees on the edge of it. Studying her reflection in the water, she observe how her soul is drained for reasons she cannot recall. From there she steps in the water hydrating her body. Until she is done and ready to leave the cold freezing water, back to the warm sunny light.
She has aimed to find a source for her soul to feed. The best was the giant bodies that are called humans. One innocent kiss from one innocent human, she will own the power of the king of her own kind, fairies. But finding that giant body was almost never possible.
She had to lay down back on the ground and suck up the soul of every creature that comes across her. After few days she will regain her energy back and would go to live her own fantasies, normally.
One of the deep nights, or early morning is it, she could feel the glow of the full moon, absorbing the light by her skin, never seen thee sleep as she is very cautious of what caused her this damage, until she recalls what has happened to her, she cannot see the pitch dark of her peaceful sleep.
That moment under her moon, she could feel footsteps close to her. As her ears tingled to the sound, she was quick to rise up, flying into a hole within the tree of hers. She peeked at the outside of it too see what is walking around at this time of the night.
Her eyes widened at the sight of a human walking slow and tired. It was a little boy in teared clothes, with eyes filled of sorrow and face soaked with tears.
She stepped out from within the tree as she light up her wings like a glowy star in the middle of the dark sky. She faced her target, the sad little human « hello there, sweet boy». He looked up locking his eyes into her tiny ones, very wide open mouth of his draws the surprised features on his face.
« What... what are you? » he gasped.
The little fairy smiled, she picked his hand from his pink up to his heart, she said «I could feel the deepest of your fears, I could see your sorrow in your teary bright brown eyes. Your hurt sweet boy, aren't you? », he nodded yes, keeping his gaze on the ground, floating in his worries.
« I loved them, but they loved her... » he whispered.
She went to his ears and sang to him a lullaby that could light up his gloomy heart from sorrows into pure joy. « come with me, I can help you».
She lead the way, walking toward the calm river, she sat him down. In hope for him to feel the pure joy, and remain forgetful of his hurtful heartbreaks. In hope of her to gain power from his drained soul and become a queen, they kissed...
To the tingle of his body he was feeling his joy within his soul that only dropped him dead to the ground. And to the tingle of her body she could feel powers within her soul, she fell dead to the ground. Both dead to lies.
The human soul powers was nothing more than a lie, poison to fairies. And the touch of the fairies to the human skin melting into inner pure joy was nothing more than lies, poison to the human.
Both dead to false hope.
