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1000 BC

Tiffany's Point of View

Such a normal day! Ugh, I wish something extraordinary will happen, it's like the world has run out of such fun activities. Like fishing! But my fishing pole kind off got destroyed, thanks to Alisson, who used it as a "scepter".

I haven't realized that it's getting dark, probably because I'm so rejuvenated & relaxed sitting in a hammock. I better get going before it gets too dark. Ravijaks are known to be active at night. Those vicious, scary, monsters are really terrifying.

What was that?! I heard an explosion. A very close explosion! I need to know what caused the explosion. For curiosity's sake!

"Are we here? We should be, right?" said by a young maiden's voice. Followed by another voice that said "Do you think I'm dense, making a machine that won't bring us in past?! I hope my calculations were right, or else, we might be stuck on indefinite continued progress of existence and events!" I twirled my locks as I listen to them.

In general, I pretty much found that to be unacceptable. Planning stuff without our supervision. But I had an another observation rule: never jump into actions. And that's what I did! Gladly! Psshh...

"What?" Said again by the maiden. What is going on?! They're like inside a blue shiny square unidentified object. Things like that doesn't exist in this time.

I gave the machine one final look, until they opaqued the door. It made me more curiouser.

I better take a look at them and ask questions I need answers. Like, "what are they" or "what are they doing here"

"Indefinite continued progress of existence and events means time, Lizzie. You don't deserve to be my lab and research partner. We need to find it already!" Find what?

I want to ask away. But I need to keep listening. The information might be helpful. Informative. They must've be humans, based on how they talk.

I felt my back stiffen. Feuds between humans and pixies might be resurrected with me acquiring knowledge about their stuff.

"Yes! It says here that we need to discover this thing called "Transformation stone". What the heck is that?!" The maiden, I mean Lizzie, said. But say what? The transformation stone?! It is the one who powers our oasis, and it should never be stolen. That's it, I'd had enough! I gotta snap this thing up!

"What do you mean, Transformation stone, huh?!" I asked these two human being. I also forgot to say, I am not a human being, I am a pixie.

"It's a- Who are you?!" The other maiden said, whom I don't know the name. "Stace! Look! She's a pixie!" Lizzie said.

"Yes I am a pixie, anything wrong with that?!" I asked. I would never let them took our transformation stone. It's our power, our everything. Without that, magic beyond oasis will disappear.

"But pixies are supposed to be small, weird." Stacy said. "Hey! You're being to much! Calling us pixies small, going to steal out transformation stone!" I said. Does she have any problem at our existence?! I'm not surprised, though. Pixies and Humans had a huge war before.

"Dummy, she didn't meant the height. What she meant is, you're supposed to be small, like so minuscule. Apologies, for our unwanted landing. My name is Elizabeth, my friend here is Stacy." Lizzie said. Of course I know their names! I heard them earlier.

Do they think I'm that dumb? What's their problem?!

"Whatever. Fine, we won't steal "your" transformation stone thingy, but at least give us a tour around this so called oasis." Stacy said. I felt a huge relief.

But the relief disappeared when we heard a big roar.

"OMG, a lion!!!" Lizzie panicked. Silly girl, it's not a lion, it's a Ravijak though! More terrifying and more larger than lions!

"Aren't pixies supposed to have magic?! Stop this large lion!" Stacy said, panicking.

She's right. Pixies have magic. But I haven't mastered mine yet. So that means we have to run for our lives.

"Run, girls!" Lizzie said. She's right! We bolted until the ravijak was out of sight. Phew. That was a bust.

"Follow me." I told them. I will bring them to my treehouse for safety.

Nobody must know this.

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