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“Lina?” I might as well ask her about them since we had literally nothing better to do.
Besides, my shoulder wound wasn’t the only thing I needed a distraction from.
All my life, I had believed the fairies were a myth… Lina had just been Lina. But now, she was right, and they were real. Every step we walked brought us one step closer to that world, and one step closer to her being… gone.
I shouldn’t care when I was the one who never came home. It was selfish of me, really, to just assume she would be waiting on her farm for the moment when I finally decided to bother to head back there.But there it is.
“Edrich?” She had been saying my name, I realized.
I cleared my throat, trying to remember what I was going to ask her. She flashed a deep shade of shimmering purple, reminding me.
“Right. I know most of your colors, but there are a few I’m still not sure about.”
“Like which ones?”
“Purple?” I asked.
The purple morphed into a fuchsia, and that one I did know.Embarrassment.
“Um, I’m not really sure. I’m not always looking at myself, you know,” she rambled. “You said a few. What others?”
I chuckled, causing her to turn purple again, before I asked the next one.
“Green?”
“Oh, that one’s easy. That light green color usually means I’m feeling pukey.” She laughed, a bubbling sound that seemed to light up the forest itself.
“But what about dark green?”
She went fuchsia again.
“That just means I’m feeling… really pukey,” she said, after a minute.
“I see.” I nodded, waiting for her color to ebb back to normal before adding, “Hey, Lina?”
“Yeah?”
“You’re a terrible liar.” She always had been.
She brought her hands up to her face, giggling a bit.
“How about… I ask you a question, instead.”
“Well, that hardly seems fair,” I said, laughing under my breath.
“I promise to answer yours after.”
“Also unfair. This feels like when we were kids and you always wanted to play princess dress-up, but you insisted on making me play the ogre.”
“To be fair, that was before I met any ogres.”
“It wasn’t the ogre I was concerned about.” I shook my head at her line of thinking.
“So, my question,” she started.
“I can see there’s no reasoning with you here, so by all means, go ahead,” I said, like it would make a difference.
I was, admittedly, curious what ridiculousness she was wondering about in that head of hers, at this point.
