I sat on a rock and watched the field of flowers where the pixies flit and go around their daily activities with no care in world. I was jealous of them, at least they knew who they were from the very day they were brought into this world, they weren't assigned to such a heavy responsibility and with the fate of the world in their hands. They were just pixies who loved flowers.
After Isle revealed the mystery between April, Aril and the blood gem, I had left for some fresh air. I needed to think and process all what I heard. That explained the strange and similar phenomenon of thunder and rain when Aril and I were being given birth to, then at that house after Aril was carried as a baby to Dennis’s parents. And the time when Diane and I tried to open the drawer that contained the food poi
