The tale of flightless fairy

The Race

What did I do wrong to go through all this? Yes, I can't fly; that's a shame. Being a fairy is all about flying, but then they can't also run like me." yes here I am sitting by the riverside reminiscing about yesterday ″ The fairy who can't fly″ sounds funny right?

'The finest fairies' or whatever they call themselves, as usual, surrounded me. It was fine until that, but they started calling me names, telling me it was not my place, and that I would never belong. They started to sing their fairy song. ″Fairy song, the essence of life on earth. It is said this was the song that created life on Earth. Such an irony, right? These so-called finest of all are using it to make fun of a fairy, thinking I am weak... poor fairies, don't even know half of me... and they call themselves the finest kinds ...first of all, not the appropriate word for any fairy, least for them out of all″

"I felt anger rushing through my veins as I listened to their foolish song."

Ellie is her name, bringing us fairy shame.

She can't fly, she can't sing.

Oh, she is the witch of the West Wing.

Her hair is white like shining moonlight.

Of course, she is the goddess of night,

We poor fairies praying to light.

Oh, the lord take her away from our sight.

I have had enough of their nonsense. I knew these fairies had no brains, so I smirked and said to them,

'Oh, the finest fairies! I know you all are the greatest of all, I know I am so bad at flying; I can never beat you at the bounded blood race.'

The stupid fairies discussed among them, I didn't try to listen but they were too loud, and I caught their words... Ah! Avery was speaking, her fierce voice, usually harsh and mocking seemed now totally amused, with long blue hair, and big black eyes, who can say that this beauty is the biggest bully, a forced leader, always dominating others, with two minions of her, always following her...

'finally, we got the perfect chance to show her real place. Thankfully, the leader went to the east. Otherwise, he never favored these kinds of things. What does he usually say, yes, "When the promise is made in the name of blood, the one who loses the race has to fulfill one wish of the other. If they don't, they can lose their wings and never fly, even with magic, and see my young fairies, it's so dangerous that's why we will never allow it'' she completed with the bad mimicry of our clan leader.

By the looks of them, I got to know my arrow had perfectly hit the target; I smiled, looking at their faces. I had nothing to lose, as I couldn't fly even with wings. It was them for whom everything was at stake. As I planned, they agreed. Little did they know about my speed. The race started, and I stood at my place, letting them think they were winning. I started when they covered half of the journey. And when they reached, I waved at them. I was so happy to look at their faces; they were shocked and startled. How can a fairy run like that without her wings?

I circled them around, enjoying their afraid faces. And then I said, 'Now I can ask for one thing, right?'

They gulped as they knew I could ask for anything.

"Don't worry, I will not ask it today. Let the right time come." I continued with my overly sweet smile, And then with my hands folded backward and whistling, I moved forward, enjoying my favorite enemies stagnant at their places

'No,' I thought, "not enemies, though! As they are not my level, they are nuisances like pests." I chuckled at my thoughts as I saw their faces in the reddish clouds floating in the sky, Yes, lizards, exactly! The perfect name for them. No, a lizard is still okay. I mean, they look smooth and cute! How about chameleon? Yes, chameleon is perfect! I reached the conclusion thinking about how elegantly they act in front of the leader.