Faerie's Spite

[DanteriusAvius]

"Little Sister Xian."

"Worry not my kin. I'll give everything I have to keep you hidden. To keep you safe."

"To be of us, is to fear the greed of men.

Know that many would subject you to agony.

Feel even the most basic of dignities torn from your back.

Witness an agony none but us can understand.

Wish for anything else.

Anything but this."

"Bloodmistress."

"You can't win fighting the mortals. Only one force has been known to quell their plague."

"Yet, while they burn and destroy more of our gardens.

We persist.

While they expand in their tumultuous masses, their all-consuming hydra.

We regrow.

When they push to the heavens, their avarice seeking ever more.

We erode."

"Beautiful. Lovely. Perfect."

"Even now, it's been proven. The mortals kill each other far more efficiently than we ever could."

"In us they see chaos.

An untamed nature, to be harvested or destroyed.

The truth of it is.

Their flesh is born of chaos.

They will subjugate our kind to feed their selfishness.

They will raze our gardens, to make their elixirs.

Unless they're turned on a more apt foe."

"Follow us into the dark, and let this bloody reminder give you my own pact-"