The Birth Of A Fairy

I remember it as if it was yesterday

when I seen a healthy redwood tree

fall to the ground, and then I see the

tree crack like an egg and that is when

I start to witness the birth of a redwood

fairy. The first thing I saw was the fairy

head after the tree cracked open and then

all the branches began to disappear, the

second was was the arm's and torso that

began to appear and the trunk of the tree

disappeared and then it was the leg's and

feet as the whole tree disappears and the

fairy hit's the ground. I then drop all the

firewood I have collected and run over

to the falling fairy and pick her up off the

ground as I was gasping for air in shock,

I then hear a sweet voice asking me “to

put me down I need to learn how to walk

on my own”. I responded saying that “i

am sorry but I just seen a whole redwood

tree disappear and then you appear in it's

place”, and she replied “i know but this is

how the birth of a fairy or any other fairies

are down”, “but the one thing you people

don't realize is whenever something bad

happens you are there to stop it, instead

of letting a fairy be born you just disturb

it's birth process and kill it”. And now I

sit here as the fairy walks away and then

I see it's wing's appear.

 

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