Demetris

Demetris stared at the computer screen before him. He sighed, unhappy that he found nothing. He was trying to prove to the world that fairies exist, but he could find no records of them. He only found myths and fantasies about the minute, beautiful creatures that were in control of the elements. Most of the tales mentioned magic and some sort of religion. Religion in his world revolved around the individual. No one really believed in higher beings with power, and no one sure as hell believed in small fairies either.

Most people think he has some mental infliction, but thankfully his doctor found nothing wrong with him. If it were not for the stories his grandmother used to tell him, he probably would be just like the rest of his fellow men. His grandmother was a bit queer, much like him, but she did not openly announce her beliefs. Thinking back, he remembers the night his grandma gave him a book on fairies. She said that they were not just fantasy creatures; she said that they existed. He was only seven and gullible. As he grew up, he found that he could not dismiss the fact that fairies were not real. Somehow, he felt that they did exist and began his pursuit hunting old texts and searching the web for information.

Years later, he is still trying to find evidence. Demetris is also an active Environmentalist and a vegetarian. this only made him get ridiculed even more. About 2 years ago, he was on TV for an interview where he ended up looking like an idiot. Since then, he could not even get on the subway without someone mentioning that embarrassing moment. He did his best to ignore them, but deep down, he felt the pang of loneliness and wished that at least one person would believe him.

He had some "friends" with his environmentalist buddies, but they did not believe in fairies either; they think that the world was created by scientific means instead of being created by some being. Religion, as mentioned briefly, revolved around the individual. People used to be more caring and sensitive, but as technology advanced through the ages, they became self absorbed and lazy. Demetris had read books about how his race's culture used to be decades and even centuries ago. In one he found that there was a movement to enforce recycling, re-planting of tree's, the use of cleaner energy, and other green acts, but the people voted against it. Their reason, to keep their taxes from rising.

That is when the world began to fall into darkness-almost literally. Demetris shook away his thoughts, his eyes red with tiredness. He logged off and stood up, getting ready for bed. He took off his shirt, feeling suddenly exposed. He looked out his window, but saw only the moon shining through. He lived in a small apartment complex on the outskirts of a city. "That's strange, I could have sworn there was someone watching me?" A yawn escaped his lips. He lied down upon his lumpy bed and within minutes, he fell asleep, dreaming once more of fairies.