“Help”

It was the last word to make it out of the human’s cracked and dry throat before she collapsed onto the powdery dirt of the dead forest. The skeletal trees were crisped on the outside, with few leaves clinging on and soon the girls body was bound to join them.

Liunwy shook her head. “I don’t understand. They loved me. Humans loved the sun and day. They reveled in me, playing and dancing. ...