The magic tree is dying and I am dying because I am a fairy. My powers come from the magic tree and without my powers I will die. I go into the human world to find a human to help us. I can feel a connection with the human world like it's a part of me. I found a human willing to help and I felt connected so I used magic to figure out why. My magic told me she is my sister which is impossible. She saves the tree and all of the fairies so we will continue to live for a long time. I will help the plants grow and the bees buzz.