8
“If it isn’t a little athrylis!” a voice squealed from the darkness.
A small humanoid figure similar in height and form to Drysi flew out of the hole and fluttered around me. This newcomer was different in that they had goat horns atop their head and their body was covered in lichen that appeared to be a part of themselves rather than an outfit. Their bright yellow eyes studied me with mischief as they pulled and tugged at my hair and clothes.
“Hey!” I objected as I jumped out of the circle they created around me and spun around to face the tiny creature. “That’s rude!”
The pixie clasped its hands before its back and puffed out its lips in a pout. “It’s been so long since I saw an athrylis. I just wanted a touch.”
I rubbed my head where the ends of my hairs were strained from i
