Olive orchard

Author's note: this is from Treva's point of view

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"Where are you going?", the guard snapped when I stepped out of my room. Or should I call it my cell?

"Restroom.", I said.

"What are you hiding under that rag?"

I opened it, exposing my body which had only a triangle-shaped cloth that dangled from my waist to cover my intimate bush. "What can I hide? I don't have anything. But I feel cold, so I thought of wrapping myself in it."

The guard snorted and waved her hand for me to go.

Luckily, they never thought that I would head to the portal. No harpy ever left the Lost Isles unless it was on a mission, because we have nowhere to go.

We glow in the dark, and our white skin, white hair, and bright eyes stand out during the day, so we are easily spotted.