Chapter thirty-six: Queen of fairies

I have to remind myself to buy a journal because there's a lot of details to take in while you're in a quest, too many to simply take it all into memory. Four magical teenagers and one kid (Who never grows up, to be exact) were arrested by fairies. Not so scary when they are tiny, but at that moment we were small, well . . . let's just say not friendly.

Inside the unexpectedly very durable sack from Lines' shoulder were our weapons and items we handed to them.

The Pixie Dust Tree was quite similar to the academy due to its gigantic size. We're surrounded by the woody textured wall of the tree trunk. On top were piled with giant green leaves in each twisted branch. We headed to the wooden stairs. "Blackberries, even fairies don't treat us nicely." Victor sighed.

"We'll work things out," Chloriette assured. "Besides, we're just teenagers. Why do you think these guys are mad at us?"