I would like to say I am a normal girl. But I am not. I am the 'weird' one who doesn't care what people think. Who doesn't care if people spread rumors or call me rude names. Sure, I want friends, but no-one wants to be around me. I would be the least likely person anyone would expect to be special, gifted. And I used to think that too. Until I was thrown into a world of Elves, Fairies, Goblins, Beasts and Witches, where I found that maybe I wasn't such a freak. Then I started noticing some decidedly odd connections to the fairy tales everyone hears as a child in my strange new world. As my guide helped me through the land to find home, I started to wonder if I was really the boring human I had thought I was. Perhaps I was more in touch with magic than I had ever known. And that maybe, there were secrets that I wasn't being told about.