Calliope's POV
I opened my eyes to find myself standing on a cliff overlooking a bleak landscape. Nothing appeared to be alive. There were no birds singing or grass growing. All of the trees were barren of leaves or fruit. The sky was a pale yellow color. A breeze brought the stench of decay to my nostrils, and I felt my eyes well up. A crunch of dirt from behind me made me turn to a short curly-haired man. He was so handsome, and I remembered who he was. "Dad? Where are we?" I asked with marked distress.
"The fairy world is dying, my daughter," He looked sadly at the dead landscape. "My father's bitter heart has brought us to this. The King or queen is tied to the land, and my father is dying so the land is dying," He stepped towards me and clasped my hand. Another hand ra
