Trisha
After a delightful meal of all fresh foods, I can sense my time here is coming to an end.
But I don’t want it to be over. I love being with Selvanar, learning all about fairies and how they live their lives.
Humans truly have no idea how magical and beautiful their world is.
In the back of my mind, I worry that someday this forest will no longer be protected. What would happen to them then?
That’s when I decide it’s my job to guard this place. Now that I’ve been here, now that I’ve seen it for myself, I know in my heart that I have one responsibility: to make sure Selvanar and his people remain here in peace.
Soon, afternoon comes, and I realize I haven’t checked in with my sister at all.
Lizzie will probably be monumentally worried about me.
Selvanar has work to do besides, so at last, he leads me back down the many tree platforms to the forest floor.
There, we walk through neon mushrooms in all kinds of colors, then stop when we reach the magical barrier.
I can see it now, the air slightly wavy in front of me, like my vision is swimming.
He trails off, like he’s not sure how much to say next. I raise my hand to stroke his high, sharp cheekbone, adoring his unusual face.
“I’m the one who should be thanking you for showing me this. For letting me in. I promise, I won’t tell anyone where this is.”
He leans into my palm, closing his eyes.
“I know you wouldn’t.”
I swallow before I ask my burning question. I hope I’m not making too many assumptions.
“Would you… like to visit me again?” I say, my voice tinged with hope. “I don’t know how to contact you.”
Selvanar’s answering grin is wide.
“Of course. I would brave the human world any time for you.” He extends his arms, and I fall into them, leaning my head against his chest. “I’ll come visit as soon as possible.”
“Will you bring a mushroom?”
I can feel his chuckle vibrate against my cheek. “Yes, of course.”
Once more, I squeeze him tight, then we release each other. I turn around to face the barrier, and with a deep breath, step through it.
I’m still tiny when I emerge, but my clothes are nearby, so I go sit inside the hem of my shirt until the mushroom wears off. Returning to my normal size is… a shock, to say the least. Suddenly everything is small again, and I feel like a giant tromping through the woods.
I understand fairies much better now.
After dressing, I return to my car and check my phone. I have many calls from Lizzie and even more worried text messages.
I have a lot to tell you.
She answers immediately.
What’s going on? Is it about the fairy?
Yeah. Come home after you get off work.
Then I drive in a daze, thinking about nothing but Selvanar’s face and his lovely home high up in the trees.
“Wow, who knew?” Lizzie says, sipping her wine as we talk about what transpired in the fairy hive. “A whole separate world just in the state park.” She cocks her head. “You wouldn’t show me, would you?”
“Never. I promised I would never tell where they were.”
Lizzie nods in understanding.
“I’ve been looking into it,” I go on, “and there’s a problem with fertilizer running off of yards in the nearby neighborhoods, polluting the river that passes through the hive’s territory.” I did a lot of deep digging today. “I think we should put a stop to that.”
Lizzie blinks. “Really? How?”
“I have some ideas. But it means I have to start going to town hall meetings.”
My sister sticks out her tongue. “Sounds tedious.”
“Yes, but important!”
With a laugh, Lizzie refills both our glasses.
“I’m glad to see you excited about this. I guess it’s pretty real with the fairy man, isn’t it?”
I rub my cheeks. “I think it is. We’ll see if he comes to visit like he said, once his wing heals.”
In the meantime, I prepare for Selvanar to come to my house again.
I start by making tiny cushions and pillows for all the couches and beds in the dollhouse, something of good quality that Selvanar wouldn’t mind sleeping on.
Then I figure out how to turn off the power to the apartment and buy a load of candles to keep electrical interference to a minimum.
As days pass, though, I start to wonder if he’ll come back. I miss my fairy quite a lot already, and I hope he feels the same way.
Thankfully, a week later, I’m lying in bed reading when I hear a tap at the window. I spin around and sure enough, he’s there at the glass, smirking that arrogant smirk at me.
“I made it,” he says when I open it for him. “Just took a while to be flight-worthy again.”
I want to hug him, but I also don’t want to crush him, so instead I hold out a hand for him to land on. Then I lift him to my face, where he kisses my lips in the world’s smallest and most adorable peck.
“Brought you something,” he says, lifting a sling bag made of leaves off his shoulder. He opens it up and inside is a tiny, disgusting mushroom.
But I take it eagerly and gulp it down, hoping that the faster I eat it, the less I’ll taste.
Once again, a few minutes pass before anything happens. Then, suddenly, the floor rushes toward me and I yelp. But I remain standing, and soon Selvanar is there, even taller than I am while he flutters on beautiful, iridescent wings.
He holds out an arm, and I grab it to steady myself.
“Hold on to me,” he says, and I do as I’m told, wrapping my arms around his neck. He lifts me up by the rear so I can cling with my legs, too, and his wings flap. Soon, we’re off the carpet, and he’s carrying me up onto the table with the dollhouse. Then he lands on the front step and puts me down.
Neither of us has to speak to know what we’re doing next. I rush to open the front door, and then we both skitter inside and up the stairs. Up close, I’m proud of the work I did stitching a mattress, pillow, and blanket for the bed.
“Ah, very good,” Selvanar says with a wink. “I see you were ready for me.”
His cock is already rising in front of him, and so I close the distance between us and wrap my hand around it.
Selvanar bites his lip as his hands grab my waist. Then he guides me over to the bed before pushing me back onto it, and I happily spread my thighs for him.
After playing with my clit, he pulls my legs up to sling them over his elbows, gliding into me.
And being with Selvanar again this way… it’s like going home.