FadeThe faerie wonders how mortals could act nonchalant over things that matter to others.
Is it a case of insensitivity?
Or are they just unconcerned?
The indifference and apathy could be so overwhelming, the faerie wonders how the world continues to exist.
As sentient creatures endlessly roam the earth, they try to bestow gifts that would serve the world fruitfully.
But it is not an easy task.
Here lies a big difference.
We offer enthusiasm.
Only they withdraw to aloofness.
We display animation.
Only they cover in gloom.
We emit intensity.
Only they repress in moderation.
We surrender to the rapture.
Only they defend the wretchedness.
We reach out with fieriness.
Only they restrain to ennui.
Lost in a world full of discouragement, the faerie aimlessly walks the earth uncertain of fate.
Her sparkle dims.
Her elan wanes.
She starts to fade.