Jacob's Journal

I was about fifteen when I started to adventure from home, I found pretty cool things deep in the forest behind my house. Bradley was bout eleven years old and he would join me when I went into the woods. We would walk for hours and hours to the old stream near a small babbling waterfall. it wasn't very tall but it held something very cool and breathtaking. There lived a small race of people, they were very shy and didn't like humans snooping around their home. So Bradley and I would watch from afar and write about what we saw.  One day when I was chilling on a tree branch near the small village of the small people I started to draw them. I always wondered what they were, I never asked them and they didn't trust us very much. The person I was drawing was their leader, she was very beautiful and the wings she had were very colorful. Much like the night sky her wings were dark but had star-like dots all over them, not one dot was the same color. Sometimes when she would be mad at someone they would glow a bright red.  When I was done with the drawing I found myself being watched by the leader herself, She had noticed I wasn't writing like the times before. She looked at it and then looked at me, it had been a couple of years since we discovered them. She knew we had not done anything to hurt them so she began to ask me questions. "Why do you keep coming to see us?