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“What have you done?” her voice echoed low across the forest floor. Shadows of creators large and small surrounded a large patch of meadow. Darkness was creeping in, like mist each shadow moved closer to the center of the meadow, watching a small green boy who's head hung low. Slowly a figure moved out into the open, Shimmering like diamonds she stepped silently toward the center of the crowed. The boy refused to look up, fearful he would not be able to handle the sight of the beautiful being before him. He was a Sprite you see, and she was a fairy queen. More beautiful then any creator in the forest. She and she alone could decide his fate, for he had sinned. Sinned in the eyes of the great Elves and Royal Fairies, and no one could stand up for him now, no one.