Faeries had been made, they had little faces and tiny white bodies. I tried to make hair, but unfortunately wasn't able to, but I made little red lips and pretty delicate feet. I made them with tiny white, rose like wings. But they had no colour, or vividness. I made a female and a male as best as I could, however I don't know how that would be considering I don't understand anything that makes up biological a female or male
Then I imagined another group, but more like tiny angels. They were purple like, and had an aura and feeling of violet. The first two faeries outside and in the dirt, their little souls. Soon about to be made by the materials around them of dirt and leaves. I was sad to leave them, and just go about my day in my house like I had done nothing. But I couldn't help them, peacefully asleep they lay in the dirt waiting to be born by the dirt and water and Sun
I couldn't help anymore I'm afraid...