You enjoyed being a faerie, especially one that resides in the woods. The only downside of being a faerie, is humans. Humans hunt faeries. And they’re pretty damn good at it too.

You’re skipping your way through the forest, listening to the birds sing. When a voice snaps you out of your little trance.

“You’ve got to be more careful out here, flower.” The voice says, a clear Irish accent is evident in his surprisingly gentle tone. That’s when you make eye contact with Andrew. A human.