The sun is setting…
I groan softly.
As it often does these days my mind wanders. My life has become so different from what it used to be that I still sometimes find it hard to believe. We are taught many things as we are growing up. Humanity has learned so much about the universe we have deluded ourselves into thinking we understand far more than we do.
Humans have progressed steadily from the beginning.
Wrong.
There is no magic.
Wrong.
The truth is that humanity has risen to peaks before. We have learned to master great forces in the past only to see destruction rage and our knowledge being lost. You doubt me. Of course you do. But as I look around at my castle the proof is rather obvious. You are wrong.
I groan again.
A small sweet little voice pulls me back to the present.
”Nooooooo…. Tooo big.”
That would be Pink. The sweetest one. She does not have a hostile or mean bone in her body. So of course she is the target for all the others. Cause while I do love them most of the rest can be nasty little bitches far too often. But being hungry can do that to a pixie.