Rebellious Youth Exploring Intimacy

Eventually she calmed down, I calmed down too, so I could ask something that had been bothering me from the beginning, but I couldn’t find the right moment to do it. I kept walking and soon the fog became so compact that I could barely see a few steps ahead of me. I’m a fairy, I thought you realized that. He made it through the mist and made it safely home and hasn’t told many people what he’d been through since. His story in a nutshell was as follows: when he was a young man, about my age, he was chasing a deer and at some point he came to a valley shrouded in fog. You look like a goddess!”

She frowned slightly and unfurled a pair of snow-white wings behind her.