Grandduchess Cherrybim was crying on a stump when she met Apple Satyr, the goatman.
“But why are you crying, tiny sprite?” asked Apple. “Tis Fae on a fullmooned night!”
Cherry sniffled. “The Grumpkin said manlings attacked Princess Blossomtoes and told her ‘We don’t believe in you!’. He said she vanished away on the spot—that’s why nobody has seen her!”
“Grumpkin is weaving lies again, child. Manlings are nothing to fear—you know this…”
Tears dampened Cherry’s frightened face. “But what if they don’t believe in me?”
“I believe in you, Cherry,” said Apple. “I believe. This is enough.”
Author’s Note: Humans can be pretty scary sometimes. I wonder—if magical peoples were real, would they maybe tell stories about us?