His Little Fae

Lila, being an urban designer, led a thrilling life that was filled with challenges. She was employed by a stylish company where she created detailed marketing strategies and sophisticated logos. Even though she could showcase her cleverness at her job, she often felt tired from the lengthy work hours. Although she was very busy, Lila valued her tight-knit circle of friends who were all enthusiastic about art and design. They spent their weekends exploring art galleries, trendy coffee shops, and working together on creative endeavors.

Despite the joy and collaboration surrounding her, Lila occasionally experienced a peculiar sense of longing when she noticed a significant absence in her life.

Lila always found herself attracted to the borders of objects - the points where it appeared as though the world seamlessly merged. During weekends, she would venture down deserted paths, strolling through dense forests hiding mysteries, in search of a rare find. At first, today appeared to be just like any other day. However, she felt a strange excitement in her heart, as if the entire forest was also feeling the same thrill.

Continuing on, she navigated through a maze of vines in the thick forest as the sun set and cast a golden light filtering through the trees. From a young age, she listened to tales about the forest being the oldest, with its reputation for strange occurrences. Acts of vanishing. Glimmering lights are visible in the far-off distance. However, Lila did not feel afraid. If nothing else, she was overflowing with curiosity. She yearned to have faith in the presence of things beyond the common perception of most people in their daily routines.

While she explored further into the woods, a gentle breeze brushed against her ear, bringing with it the smell of soil and a hint of sweetness, reminiscent of honey. As the number of trees decreased, she noticed an old stone arch covered with moss and ivy in the distance. It didn't seem natural. It was too accurate, too deliberate to simply be another arrangement. She couldn't see the faint symbols carved into the stones from where she stood.

As soon as her foot crossed the threshold, the atmosphere shifted. The light dimmed, the wind ceased, and a strange tingle traveled up her spine. Bewildered, she blinked and scanned the area. The trees in front of us had a unique look, displaying shiny bark and vibrant green foliage. The air in this location appeared denser, brimming with increased vitality.

It seemed as though she had moved from one world to a completely different one.

Lila found herself unable to breathe as her breath caught in her throat. She was not familiar with this forest. She felt it in her bones, the light shining with a mystical, unearthly glow. She briefly thought about returning, walking through the archway, and leaving this new place. Yet, a serene yet unwavering inner voice reassured her that she had found what she was looking for. This marked the boundary. The unclear.

Movement caught her attention from the corner of her eye.

Lila swiftly jerked her head. A shape was positioned directly on the border of the forest. Extremely tall, extremely slim, and absolutely still. Although his face couldn't be recognized, his silhouette was easily visible among the peculiar trees. Her chest felt her heart thumping.