Tim was not entirely sure what he was expecting to see when he woke up...but it sure was not a tiny yellow fairy fluttering before his face.

She was small, possibly about the size of Tim's Index finger. She had yellow skin and yellow hair wore yellow clothes and seemed to glow yellow as well.

"Oh! You are awake. Finally. I've never seen a human this close before! Oh, this is so exciting! When papa said he had a human in the dungeons, I almost didn't believe him. But I probably should papa more when he says things, he hasn't lied before yet I always assume he is. Does that make me a bad daughter? Oh no, what If I upset papa because I didn't believe him...?" She rambled in a cute high-pitched voice. "Oh! Excuse my rambling. My name is Nectar. I'm a pollinator fairy."

Tim had so many questions he wasn't entirely sure where to begin. "Papa? Pollinator?"

"Oh, he must not have given you the rundown." Nectar grinned.

Tim wasn't entirely sure he was even meant to have the rundown. Whatever that meant.

"Come on, I'll explain it on the way." Nectar said, fluttering away with her little yellow wings.

"Uh...I'm not sure I'm allowed to leave." Tim said gently. "I am a prisoner."

Nectar giggled. "Come on. I'll take the blame, you silly human. Just open the door, my friend Ja picked the lock for you."

Tim gently pressed against the door and chuckled as it opened. He followed the small fairy out of the palace and he looked around in awe.

There were beautiful dense forests and a large river ran through the village from the large waterfall that was before the palace. There were even more small buildings dotted throughout, some so small Tim almost couldn't see them. There were many different fairies of different shapes, sizes, and colors.

"The blue fairies are water fairies. They control rain and of course water. The pink ones are garden fairies, they control plant growth. The yellow fairies like me are pollination fairies, we make sure plants stay alive. The red ones control the animals of the world, their called animal fairies." Nectar said. "I don't remember what the bigger fairies do..." She pouted at the last part. "Papa tells me a bunch and yet I can never remember..."

"It's okay. I'm sure he'll explain it again." Tim said. "Is he the nature Fairy...Dallas?"

Nectar nods eagerly. "He controls the life cycle, the sun, the moon, the stars, what colors appear in the sky, the Aroura lights, and he makes more fairies, which is why we call him papa."

Tim smiled a bit and followed her around for the rest of her tour. She seemed quite young and joyful.

Nectar brought him back to the castle, where a very disapproving Dallas was waiting for her.

"Nectar?" he said. "What have I told you about the dungeons?"

"To not go..." Nectar looked down.

Dallas nods. "And?"

"To not let any prisoners out. But he seemed so nice papa! He didn't touch anything..." Nectar pouted in defense of herself.

"Doesn't matter. You still disobeyed me." Dallas said.

Nectar looked down and her little wings drooped.

"Hey, don't be so hard on her," Tim said. "I asked her to let me out."

Dallas turned to her. "Head out. Double duty today for your disobeying."

Nectar nodded and flew off quickly.

"And since you're out and you did take the fall for something I know isn't true, I guess I can let you out and show you the palace," Dallas said. "Follow me."

Tim nodded and followed Dallas into the palace and he was brought before the tapestry in the main room. It was almost 20 feet tall and 15 feet long. It had a large tree in the middle and it had a large family tree that ended with Dallas. "This is every nature fairy and mate there ever was. Every time one is born, they added here. It also is said this tapestry already knows who we will mate, that's what that blank tile beside me is."

Tim nodded and looked at him.

"Anyway. I have some business in Azer tomorrow. So you best prepare for a flight." Dallas said

"Why didn't you just stay?" Tim asked.

Dallas turned to him annoyed and threw him back in the cell.


The next Day, Dallas brought him back to the land of the light elves, but he didn't get to see his new friends this time. He was there simply because Dallas had to talk politics with the true king of the light elves, King Rynirr, and his wife, Queen Anastasia.

Rynirr was tall, pale, and had long blonde hair that traveled to his butt. He had long pointed hair and a handsome square face that had a light stubble on it. He was about 6'6 and wore elegant seafoam robes. He looked far older than the other elves that Tim had seen.

Anastasia had soft auburn hair and gentle brown eyes. She wore a puffy maroon dress. She was beautiful, but as was everything else, so much so she seemed almost plain.

Tim listened with light interest, but politics had always been a bore to him, so he looked around the palace, seeing a few maps of Azer and what Tim was sure where the other lands of other species. He decided to go visit the library since the King had permitted him to explore as he pleased.

He went into the library which had shelves from the floor to the ceiling and some of them flew around. Some candles provided light. Tim grabbed a candelabra and explored the titles, finding fairytales (He wondered what fairytales a land he once thought a fairytale had), history books, and encyclopedias. Tim didn't find anything too interesting, so he just grabbed a history book.

"...The great war is said to have begun over 900,00 years ago when the two first elves reached a feud. Rews, the brother and the ancestor of all dark elves had many different views on the world and how it should be run compared to his sister, Winine. The brother and sister clashed for around 30 years before Rews proclaimed that he would return in 15 years with an army and that they would meet on hatchkik hill. Winine agreed and amassed her army from large groups of nomadic beings called halflings, the ancestors to every single elf...15 years later brother and sister met on Hatchkik hill and the war began. Rews was killed in battle and what few survivors there were fled...Winine died of a broken heart over the grief of killing her brother. Her son, King Mide tried to have a peaceful reign, fathering many children, all of whom are all the true ancestors of the fair light elf species...Rews had a child as well, a daughter name Laurn who is the true ancestor to all dark elves...Son and daughter continued the fight their parents started in revenge, and the war continues today..."

Tim sighed and set the book down, looking at the drawing of the siblings. He leaned back and thought about things he hadn't dared thought about in years, all concerning mother.


'Mama look! I caught a butterfly!" Tim grinned, racing up to his mother as fast as his little legs could carry him. He wasn't yet old enough to do work on the farm, but he liked being outside with his family, and mother who was heavy with her second child. She hummed sweetly at Tim."Is that so my dear? Come, let me see." his mother, Eileen smiled softly at her young son.Tim opened his hands revealing the yellow wings of the butterfly."He sure is a beauty, isn't he?" Eileen said softly. "You should let him go though, he won't be happy with you.""Why not?" Tim pouted.Eileen pulled Tim onto her lap and looked at him. "Well, butterflies are just what fairies from a land called 'Illusia' look like when they cross into this world.""Fairies?" Tim looked up at his mother with curious blue eyes."Yes. Fairies. There are all sorts of creatures from Illusia. Elves, gnomes, trolls, mighty dragons, sirens, and of course fairies." Eileen said. "Illusia is a land filled with beauty and magic. A beautiful place that is said that only those who are truly pure of heart may enter. Some believe Illusia is the land our dreams come from.""Could I go there, mama?" Tim asked."One day, maybe. And when you do, I want you to tell me all about it." Eileen kissed Tim's nose. "Now run along." She set Tim down and turned back to milking the cows.Tim went to a flower and carefully set down the little butterfly. "Bye-bye, mister Fairy." He looked around for something new to do and decided to catch a frog he saw hop past him.


Tim blinked the memory away and turned to see Dallas looking at him. "What were you thinking about? I called your name like a dozen times. I was starting to think you were dead."

"You just wish I was," Tim grumbled. "I was thinking about my mother."

"I see," Dallas responded.

"She died when I was 14 or so. Pneumonia. Do you remember yours?" Tim said.

Dallas sighed. "Only vaguely. She died when I was quite young. She was the previous Nature fairy, and once we reproduce we only live long enough to bring our child out of infancy. Then we die. I would have been 20 when she died, which would make me 2 in human terms."

Tim had a hard time imagining the fairy before him as a small toddler, but he had an even harder time imagining the fairy's mother and what she may have looked like. "What was her name?"

"Elysium. Yours?" Dallas replied.

"Eileen." Tim looked down a bit.

A comfortable silence fell between the two for a while before Dallas stood. "Well, we should head back."

Tim nodded and followed Dallas outside. He was surprised to see Dallas crouch down.

"Well? You getting on?" Dallas asked.

Tim nodded after a moment and carefully climbed onto the fairies back, wrapping his arms around his front to keep hold as Dallas rose into the air.

After a few hours, he decided that flying was a lot nicer when he wasn't upside down. He could feel every as Dallas gave a flap under him. He could see the trees and the sky as it faded into night. He saw Dallas's necklace briefly light up before the sun began to set and the moon rise. He felt oddly comfortable like this.

"Will I get to see all the lands?" He asked.

"Probably," Dallas said.

Tim smiled a bit and let the quietness take him away.