In a world where fantasy and reality combine, shapeshifters are seen as untrustworthy and outcasts. Syrinx was never good at hiding their identity as a shapeshifter. Their new form that they take would always fluctuate at the worst times, revealing their true long, black gradient limbs and black eyes. They whispered quietly to themselves as they crawled through the window of what they thought was an empty house to escape a harsh storm. A loud plop was heard as they clumsily fell on the floor, their body soaking wet and freezing.