A human realm is a place rumored to be beautiful and peaceful. Although I think it is a bit of an exaggeration because I can’t imagine any place in the seven realms possessing people of different genders to be that peaceful. Beautiful, I agree, but not peaceful.
In my early years in kindergarten, I remember, Jasper, Kyle, and a lot of other children sitting in a circle with a campfire in between us singing, clapping, and listening to folktales. During the anticipated holidays, the elders told us stories of our history even before we knew how to read and write.
I remember always sleeping off on the ground under the moonlight and waking up to find myself neatly tucked in bed early in the morning.
From that time up till now, I have tried to figure out how I was able to teleport to my bed
