text: Fairytales and childish movies have given us a skewed perception of what fairies look like. Man created such beautiful depictions of fairies to make them more pleasant to the eye. However, by doing this they forgot what fairies truly look like. They aren't beautiful at all, they once were but not anymore. No, they are repulsive, with skin-like bark on a dead tree, black and fractured. Crackling off into small pieces as they move. They don’t have pretty wings, instead, they are leathery, covered in mold and decay. They look like the very essence of death. However, the most noticeable thing about their appearance is the fact that instead of having rows of pearly whites, depicted in the movies; they have yellowed, crooked, fanged teeth, like a decomposed rat. No, they aren't very pretty at all, but mother nature never really was either. Throughout our history, mother nature is the one thing you can always count on men to destroy. They tear her down bit by bit using her body however they see fit. Man is greedy, we take and we take until there's nothing left. We once lived in harmony with her, she gave us her body for our salvation with the promise that we would not hurt her. We took her body and murdered it. Each time we cut her, bombed her, burned her, she screamed out in agony sending waves, fires, and earthquakes as we drilled deeper into her soul. It’s not a surprise that she wanted revenge. While we preyed on her children, she preyed on ours. She created a protector. A way to fight back. Fairies were once innocent things, beautiful even. However, once man evolved and produced generations of themselves, the fairies no longer were beautiful or innocent. Man found a way to hurt them too. Each time a child is born a fairy’s innocence is taken from them and given to the child, leaving the fairy repulsive and weak. Because of this, the fairies no longer have childhoods. Where they once flew with butterflies and birds they now sleep. Plucked of their innocence they were weak and filled with rage. On the other hand, human children flourished, living out their innocence for 18 long years. They have a childhood and innocence that does not belong to them. Once mother nature learned that man has yet again taken this from her too, she was distraught, enraged, furious. She focused all of her energy on the fairies she made them strong, and no longer weak. When they were healthy again and awake, they took back what was once theirs. They would expose the human’s young to treacherous things. Their innocence left them sooner than the 18 years it was supposed to. The fairies relished in this. They were vengeful. While the fairies' children were dying, the humans were living. So their fairy’s created basterds, thieves, murderers, wars, in the hopes of getting rid of this pest. The fairies hoped that by doing so the humans would do what they’ve always done; kill each other. It worked. The humans waged war on each other killing themselves over and over again. Her body still may be destroyed but at least she knows that the pests will exterminate themselves sooner or later. Mother nature has taught humans a valuable lesson. Innocence is a privilege.