You’re wandering through the forest on a pitch-black night, the trees whispering secrets in the wind. Suddenly, a flicker of light catches your eye—a soft, otherworldly glow pulsing in the distance. Heart pounding with curiosity, you creep closer, each step crunching against the forest floor.
As you draw near, you realize it’s a glass jar, nestled among the roots of an ancient tree. Inside, a tiny fairy flutters in a frenzy, leaving a trail of shimmering dust in her wake. Her iridescent wings beat like a hummingbird’s, her glow casting wild shadows around you. Then, she notices you.
She freezes mid-air, tilting her head in curiosity. Slowly, she drifts toward the glass, pressing her tiny hands against it, her wide, luminous eyes locked onto yours. There’s no sound, but you feel the silent plea: Set me free.