She fluttered her wings restlessly as she heaved a sigh, looking down over the edge of the cloud. The flicker birds played around her, swooping and chasing each other. They flashed their tiny flames through the fog of the early morning light. Absentmindedly, she motioned towards them to calm down. But it was a wasted gesture, as flicker birds do not listen, not to fae, not even to gods. Annoyed, another sigh snuck through her lips as her eyes remained on the ground far below.
“Silly humans,” she thought with a giggle. Her laughter tinkled like a wind chime and tickled the bellies of the flicker birds. The birds continued their acrobatics in the air with each other, but with more vigor. She shook her head in disbelief, another round of giggles freeing itself from her belly. “Oh, The stories they tell down there! Do they really believe such things?” With a deft motion of her wrist, she closed the gap in the cloud beneath her, hiding the world below from her view. “Humans really do believe the silliest of things,” she laughed again, at no one in particular. “Science, they call it,” she said with a final shake of her head.
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