Diarmuid felt a sharp pain in his head and immediately sat up from the couch…. His hand against his head, the little fays around him were dispersed around the room, moving with no sense of direction. The little sounds they made in unison tore through Diarmuid’s ear drum causing him to press his hand against his ears. He got up from the couch trying to get away from the sound but it just wouldn’t stop…. He fell to his knees, head to the ground and he groaned in pain unable to understand what this was. Why had his little fays suddenly gone berserk. Mia who laid tiredly in her bed was brought back with an abrupt jolt from the dream world. Forcing open her eyes more out of disgust, she rolled from her side and rested on her back…. her eyes wondering about from one end of the ceiling to the ot
