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you.”
    “Like me…” Pip said softly looking down to the entry. She slowly read the large print while stepping backwards towards Specca, her expression going from curiosity to concern.
    “What’s wrong?” Alyssa asked dryly.
    “Am I really the last?” Pip asked.
    All the girls watched her carefully as the fairy slowly sat down on the table while looking at the book. With a sniffle from the tiny monster the girls noticed she was growing more upset by the second, the fairy then whimpering and looking up to Specca with watery eyes.
    “You wrote… that fairies are so rare… that they may not exist anymore. But I exist, don’t I?”
    Specca glanced around at the other girls then looked at the monster book with a solemn expression and nodded.
    “You do, although until we met you we believed your race to have died off long ago.”
    “Am I really alone?” Pip whimpered.
    “I… I’m not certain. I’m sorry, Pip,” Specca gently replied.
    “What do I do?” Pip asked before she started crying softly. The other girls slowly got up and walked closer to the table as the fairy wept with her hands held to her face. “If I’m really the last fairy… what will happen to us? If I don’t get a man’s seed… we’re gone forever.”
    “Well,” Specca reluctantly said. “I suppose we can hold onto hope that there are more fairies out there like you, somewhere.”
    “I am not hoping for that at all,” Alyssa quickly stated.
    “Alyssa,” Triska hushed, the girls all then watching as Pip slowly stood up while crying.
    “Why did all the fairies leave?” Pip whimpered while looking around at them. “Where did they all go? What happened to my sisters?”
    “I’m sorry,” Specca gently replied. “But we don’t know. We know almost nothing about your kind. There are no records of travelers meeting fairies for ages. All we think we know about you comes from stories and myths that could have easily been made up by anyone.”
    Pip looked down at the book with sorrow then up at the ceiling, taking a few steps backwards in a circle as she kept her eyes up.
    “I like to fly,” she said softly while wiping her tears away. “When I do, I feel so alive and happy. I feel that warmth inside of me. Maybe it’s magic, or maybe it’s my soul, I’m not sure. But when I’m flying everything seems alright.” The girls watched her with sympathetic eyes as she lowered her head and whimpered again.
    “But when I’m not flying and instead standing still, I think. I think about stuff, and also I think about how I’m alone. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t. I don’t like it.”
    “Goddammit,” Triska quietly muttered. “Now I feel bad for her again.”
    “Me too,” Luna whimpered with teary eyes.
    Squeak sighed and glanced away with remorse while nodding slowly.
    Pip read the entry about her race with growing despair, facing the realization that she may be the last fairy in existence. She held her hands to her chest with a fearful whine and shut her eyes, seeming to struggle against breaking down into tears again. After a moment she looked towards the front of the room, seeing the black curtain rustling in the breeze and allowing a brief glimpse of Daniel as he sat at the front seat of the caravan.
    “Did you mean what you said?” Pip asked looking to Luna. “If I have his love, will he really help me? Will he take care of me? Will he keep me from being alone?”
    “Pip,” Triska spoke up with a forced smile. “There are other men out there you can go find and get seeds from I’m sure. Daniel however is taken, and is not-”
    “That’s right,” Luna said with a hopeful smile and nod. “He said it himself. He would choose any girl, monster or human, as long as they are kindhearted.”
    “He already chose who he wanted,” Alyssa snapped while slamming her hand down on the table. “He picked us , remember?”
    “He picked you all,” Pip said with wonder. “So then there’s hope he can pick me too.