Beyond The Misty Skies

INTRODUCTION

Behind the fog, the misty skies, the islands that encompass this foreign land there lies a patch of green, so it seems. For every man, woman, child and animal that has ever witnessed this landscape has not thought twice about what lay ahead, all they seem to do is smile and walk on. Two years ago I saw a man with his family, he stumbled and fell but made it to the top of the high hills and once he reached the top he stood astonished, amazed. He shouted away and downwards to his family, "This is perfect, there's grass everywhere, and there ain't no animals either! I think it'll be safe to set up our tent here!". The family shouted and screamed in relief, "Finally!". Then they continued saying odd words as they all climbed up the hill to enter our land, a young female continued saying "Lol!", a young boy continuously ranting the word "Shit!" as he stumbled and failed to climb the rocky hill. These people were different to those who came 1000 years ago.

I was born on this island, and I have lived on it my whole life. How long is that you ask? Precisely 5 million years now. Our kind is invisible to the humans, so are our items and everything we own. "We live in the shadows of a greater creature" is what my father says. But what makes humans better than us? The answer is that, well, humans are not better than us, in my opinion. We are your disguised protectors, your guardians.