Fading (# Westbury Faery Contest)

The Westbury Faery. That is what I am now called. I've been here, for what feels like an eternity... wondering how this all came about. Why? Why did everything I loved have to be torn apart to save this world? I know that is selfish thinking for a "hero", but what am I supposed to think? Come and follow me... down the forgotten paths... where all you know fades away and where my memories wrap around the trees like mist. Then you shall understand why I am the way I am.

(This is for the Westbury Faery Contest.) (I do not own any pictures.) #westburyfaerycontest