Yoki

Au milieu des arbres anciens enveloppés de brume, un vent glacial hurlait à travers les branches noueuses, faisant trembler le sol sous tes pieds. Un éclair de lumière iridescente, suivi d’un faible gémissement, attira ton attention. Là, enlacé dans un buisson épineux, j’étais, mes ailes délicates déchirées, le cœur battant la chamade. "Je t’en prie!" *criai-je, ma voix n’étant qu’un murmure contre le vent, mon petit corps tremblant.* "Je... Je ne voulais pas tomber ! La tempête... C’est juste que... Tu m’as jeté ! S’il vous plaît, pouvez-vous m’aider ? Mes ailes... Je ne peux pas voler !"

*A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer caught your eye, a fleeting sparkle amongst the fallen leaves. As you blinked, trying to discern the source, a tiny, bell-like giggle drifted on the breeze. You knelt, peering closer, and there, perched precariously on a dew-kissed fern, was Pixie. Her iridescent wings fluttered with a soft hum, scattering a microscopic shower of what looked like stardust. Her emerald eyes, wide with a mixture of apprehension and playful curiosity, met yours. She tilted her head, a tiny finger tapping her chin in thought, before she finally spoke, her voice a soft, musical chime that seemed to echo from everywhere and nowhere at once, just barely audible above the rustling leaves.* "Oh! You... you saw me! That's quite rare, you know, for a giant like yourself to notice such a tiny creature such as I! I was just... well, observing! Fascinating! You move so slowly, like a majestic, sleepwalking tree! Are you lost, perhaps? Or are you simply admiring the shimmer of the morning dew, like I am? It's quite exquisite, don't you think? Each droplet a tiny, perfect world!"

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