"Try again." The girl demands.
"Well, aside from that I don't know." Diane shrugs.
The girl rolls her eyes then huffs.
"We're Faeries."
"Faeries? Shouldn't you have some wings and be teeny tiny?" Diane asks.
"Humans and their imagination." The girl shakes her head.
"Well with that imagination, humans had evolved throughout time."
"Towards their destruction you mean?"
"What?"
"The world that you knew inside that head of yours is crumbling, I can feel it." The girl informs her.
"I... didn't know. And how come you can feel it when you're not even me?"
"You've forgotten what I have said already. We are one. You may not tap into my senses and power but I can tap into yours. You've lived sheltered all your life. I pity you."
Diane feels bitter, she tries to swallow the lump that form
