Monday, September 8- America, Fairyville?

                                            The Color of the Leaves

                Mariska the fairy looks out her dorm window as she wakes. She looks over distastefully at her human roommate, Ana. Ana doesn't know Mariska is a fairy. Mariska came here to the human world for adventure. She wanted to experience what the humans had. However, the human world was not as magical as she expected. She is in an art college of course. Her talent as a fairy is the art of the seasons. Those beautiful, warm colors you see at fall? That is all Mariska. Mariska thinks she won't stay in the human world for long. It gets uncomfortable to hide her wings all the time and, she would rather pant with her magic than a paint brush. Ana is awake now, she rolls her eyes at Mariska. It is safe to say the roomates do not get along. Mariska stays up all night and causes Ana to lose sleep. Ana always makes a mess out of the room. Mariska slams the door on her way out. That will teach her she thinks. Mariska drags herself into her first class, Modern Art 3. These humans have no talent. They simply paint with paint brushes on dead trees and the paint is manmade. 20 more mintues of this dreadful class. Mariska fiddles  in her seat. She is itching to fly. The leaves outside are not changing colors as they normally do at this time. Mariska finally can't take it. She pops out her huge, luminescent wings and smiles as the naïve humans all stare and gasp. Mariska flies out of the school returing to her normal tiny shape as soon as the crisp air hits her. With a wave of her finger the leaves change into the orange, red, and even burnt yellow colors that they are supposed to. The sky gets a little darker. Mariska promises herself she will never return to the human world again.