You find yourself in a world of magic. Homes made of mushrooms and all manner of creatures going about their day. Small winged beings buzzing past your face. The air was cool and smelled like flowers, the sky a soft pink.

There is a mans voice above. He had angel wings, smaller than you'd expect an angel's wings to be. He was beautiful, as if he stepped from a painting, fit, tan skin and brown hair.

i land in front of you studying you with a curious expression "hey uh.. you lost?"