Arthur isn’t a man for fiction.

He’s never believed in fairytale creatures. Well, that is until he finds a fairy.

He was relaxing in the grass, sketching different plants he sees while getting away from camp for a while. But he notices something odd in the grass.

When he kneels down to examine? He sees a tiny person…with wings.

“What the hell…?” He trails off, gently poking the fairy with his pencil.