ANOTHER GOBLIN'S BRIDE
She was glowing and her wings were leaving dusts of light, that’s why it was not hard to see her even with her tiny form.
“What’s your name, Ms. Fairy?” I asked her in the middle of our run.
“My name is Fafaniya. A garden fairy.” she introduced using her cute voice.
“I am Amara Fairoza. I am grateful to meet a garden fairy like you, Fafaniya.”
“The pleasure is mine, Amara.”