Chapter 5. Fairies and Humans (1)
“I am a fairy. Human, I’m glad to meet you!”
After a lively greeting, I eagerly wiped the tears from the child’s eyes. I reached over and grabbed the corners of his lips and pulled them up.
I wanted to see the child smile, but I couldn’t see it because my body was stuck to the child’s cheek.
I was a little sad, but still, after doing what I wanted to do all the time, I felt refreshed and laughed.
“You know, I like you. Do you want to be friends with me?”
I flew around him. I laughed as I watched the twinkling powder fall from my wings and smeared all over the child’s face and clothes.
“What is your name? How old are you?”
Until birth, that is, in a ‘fetal’ state, a fairy feels one-dimensional desire and curiosity about the surrounding environment, and devotes all of her consciousness to making the body.
When the water is stagnant, they cannot speak and their actions are limited, so they cannot actively satisfy their desires and curiosity.
If they want to release it, it’s like when a baby bird hatches an egg. They must have the will to be born and become a fairy.
“Where are you? Why are you alone in this place? Why are you tied up with restraints? What are you doing every time you go out with that human man? Why did that man hit you just before?”
Before I was even born, I had to pile up my questions.
“What did you think of me? How did you feel when you looked at me? Do you like me too? How do I look now? Pretty? Is it your taste?”
But now that I’m a fairy, I don’t have to be patient. I scrambled to ask questions.
“What are you thinking now? Is there anything you want to say to me?”
The child was silent the whole time I was bustling and asking questions. He was just looking at me blankly as I was flying around.
I barely got out of the excitement, tilted my head, and flew to the tip of the child’s nose.
I greeted again, but there was no response. The child always said ‘yes’ to the man, so he must have been unable to speak.
“Why don’t you say anything? Say something. Don’t you want to talk to me? Or do you not know what to say?”
It’s sad if he didn’t want to say anything, but it would be even sadder if he didn’t know how to say it.
Humans are creatures that communicate through structured language. A human of this age is bound to be able to speak, but if he can’t speak, why?
I looked at the gloomy child carefully.
The child who awakened me into a flower fairy was so small that I thought he was six years old in human age, and his figure was so thin that his skin was sticking to his bones.
His dull grayish-brown hair was sparse, as if it had been roughly cut. His skin, full of scratches, was rough, and his lips were chapped and it looked as if it stinged.
Even his limbs were bound by cast iron restraints. The chain connecting the restraint device and the wall was long enough to only move around in this narrow room.
Why is this child locked up in a place like this? Humans are social creatures that live in groups and interact with each other, and only this child was separated from such concepts.
I have a lot of time, so I’ll take it slow.
If he doesn’t answer, I’ll just wait, and if he doesn’t answer, I’ll find out. Above all, I was more concerned about the child’s condition than the reason why he was now locked up.
I looked around. The cold that I had forgotten groped my body softly.
Cold. I was born after staying here for a long time, so I was tolerant of the cold, but it was still cold.
I flew to the child again. The child was staring at me in the distance without blinking an eye.
I reached out and pressed my palm to his trembling cheek. Unsurprisingly, he froze.
“Are you cold too?”
I thought for a moment that I would have liked to become a fire fairy, but even if given the opportunity to decide the first attribute again, I would still become a flower. Because the loneliness that soaked me was such a strong emotion that transcended all of it.