This one was young, like the one it saw before it. Youth, linear time progression this one began and the one before it also began, there was a time before this small one just as there was time before it. Looming towards the boy in green with a slow and possibly threatening certainty it dripped thick globs of sticky pink hair clumps onto the floor of the plaza as it moved to answer, to converse, to know more. "INFORM, WHAT IS "FAIRY"?" The voice, if it can be called that, was loud in the sense that it shot to the front of the mind, almost as unable to be ignored as a church bell ringing next door.
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Youth, linear time progression this one began and the one before it also began, there was a time before this small one just as there was time before it.
Looming towards the boy in green with a slow and possibly threatening certainty it dripped thick globs of sticky pink hair clumps onto the floor of the plaza as it moved to answer, to converse, to know more.
"INFORM, WHAT IS "FAIRY"?"
The voice, if it can be called that, was loud in the sense that it shot to the front of the mind, almost as unable to be ignored as a church bell ringing next door.