“Well, mainly little humans with wings. Some are our size without wings. It’s a term, I guess you’d say. Well…I’m not exactly sure a witch could be a fairy…this is hurting my head.” Aithne laughed, rubbing her head. She was explain what a fairy looked like.
“WOW. They have wings? Like you? That’s sooo cool. The witches in Oz can fly too, but not with wings. They use bubbles and brooms. But some are really bad, no, wicked witches too. One wants to pull me and my daddy apart.” She shivered.
“I’d never hurt anyone on purpose, unless I was being attacked.” She smiled. “Who’s your parent? I’d assume something made of straw.”
“That’s good, 'cause I really don’t want to be hurt or burnt. My daddy is the Scarecrow. Do you know about the land of Oz?”
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