Pain, the pain was the first thing I felt as I woke up from what felt like an eternity, I joist up when I remembered my last memory. I fell from the hill into the water, I shouldn't be alive.
"Yeah, you shouldn't. but somehow you are" said an old voice, I snapped my head towards the voice and saw an old-looking fairy and looked around me. I was in a dried grass hut, the ones we see in old historic movies, there was also a makeshift shove where the old fairy had a pot cooking something. then I noticed my body and winced. my body was in a bad shape, every part of me was covered in leaves. "you are lucky to be alive" she said walking towards me and sitting by the cot, holding out a bowl of soup "this will help you heal"
I looked at it for a couple of seconds and gave her a suspicious look "
