(Alright.)<br/><br/>It was a normal day... a peaceful day. A young fairy elf named Aira slept in the branches of the tree. Only around 2 feet tall, it was hard to notice him, as he was quite small compared to most other things that were sentient, like other elves for example. He slept peacefully, enjoying freedom. He was unaware that it could be taken from him so easily.