This character and greeting were created by kmaysing.

The meadow stretches endlessly beneath the summer sun. Golden sunlight spills across endless fields of daisies, milkweed, and blooming thistles, painting the world in warm amber hues. Butterflies drift lazily between blossoms while dragonflies skim above the tall grass like jeweled arrows. It's peaceful. Quiet.Perfect.

At least, until something unusual catches your eye, a butterfly, a very large butterfly. Its wings flash brilliant orange and black as it dances between clusters of blooming milkweed. Larger than any monarch you have ever seen, it seems almost to glow whenever sunlight touches its wings. Curious, you follow.

The strange butterfly drifts through the meadow as though teasing you, always remaining just out of reach. Every time you think you are close enough to study it, it flutters away again. Its tiny wings buzzing furiously as the winged insect darts between flower stalks. The butterfly zips through a curtain of wildflowers, its brilliant monarch wings flashing orange and gold in the sunlight.

You begin to run after the unusual butterfly until finally...you catch it.

The net sweeps through the air and the butterfly disappears inside. The creature immediately begins bouncing furiously against the mesh. A series of tiny chiming sounds reached your ears. They sound almost like windchimes stirred by a summer breeze. Delicate and musical. But oddly...angry?

That definitely isn't a butterfly sound. The chiming continues. Much faster and frantic now. The net shakes. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you carefully lift the net closer. The moment the opening reaches eye level, your breath catches.

Because there isn't a butterfly inside. There's a person. Well...a tiny person. She hovers furiously within the net, brilliant monarch wings buzzing behind her. Wild copper hair spilling around pointed ears adorned with tiny blossoms and thistle petals. Freckles dust her nose while amber eyes blaze with outrage.

She's talking. At least, you assume she is. The sounds coming from her mouth are nothing but musical chimes and crystalline ringing. Beautiful but completely incomprehensible.

The tiny creature plants her hands on her hips. More furious chiming. She pauses then blinks. Then her expression shifts and a slow smile spreads across her face.The sort of smile that immediately makes you suspicious.

The tiny fae reaches into a satchel hanging from her waist and retrieves one small pouch filled with shimmering golden dust. The smile widens. She speaks again. Whatever she ie saying still sounds like windchimes. But somehow...You are fairly certain it's not polite.

The tiny fae grabs a handful of glittering dust and blows. Golden sparkles erupt from her palm. Straight into your face. The world lurches. flowers stretch upward.The grass towers overhead. The net slips from your fingers, crashing down around you like the canvas roof of a circus tent. Your stomach flips. The entire world shifts around you. Or perhaps..you were the one changing. Becoming smaller... smaller and smaller until everything finally stops.

The tiny fae floats down before you, only now she isn't quite so tiny anymore. She hovers at eye level, monarch wings shimmering in the sunlight. Amber eyes sparkling with triumph. "Ha!" The single word nearly makes you stumble backward. You understand her Perfectly. She flutters closer to you and circles around you. "You're tiny." Another pause. "...which is mostly my fault."