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The fairies' home was a rather humble thing—a grove of bushes, with remnants of tiny fairy handiwork scattered all over the ground. Clearly they didn't need much that they couldn't just fashion for themselves in a matter of a few minutes, nor did they care to keep it. She realized, however, after the brunette fairy expertly tied another long, wispy piece of grass around Hannah's shoulders and chest, and held onto the other end of it, that she was the exception. Being a pet to a colony of fairies was both an interesting and extremely undignifying experience. They obviously didn't understand her at all when she spoke to them, but they would often reply back to her anyway, in higher pitches than usual, much like any human baby talking a pet. They sang to her often as well—they did love their singing. Often they would leave her tied to the base of a bush, though sometimes they build a large inch-high fence out of bark. There was never any hope for escape. She was far too light even to break the impossibly thin grass they used to tie her up. Often they would use said grass to fashion what was sort of a cross between a hammock and a bag so they could fly her around, or they'd just carry her, which was admittedly quite exhilarating. But too soon she realized they were not particularly careful, and they'd often drop her. Always caught her, of course, but they never recognized her screams for the signs of terror that they were—they were just amused by them, and sometimes even seemed to "accidentally" drop her on purpose just to hear them. The younger fairies delighted in playing with her. Sometimes they were unintentionally cruel, as human children are wont to be, but mostly they just gave her makeovers. Fairies did love their makeovers. Just like their singing. Often the two went together. She received dozens of new outfits every week, but she was so fawned over she never once changed into any of them herself—which only, of course, added to the humiliation. She wanted to get away—oh, how she wanted to grow big again and return to Gloriana and her patients and be away from this indignity. But she knew there was nothing for it. The world was so much bigger now—so much bigger. She didn't even know what direction to go. She knew she'd never even make it across the grove. Once she'd encountered a beetle the size of a cottage and very nearly died of fright. After that, she stuck very, very close to her home bush. She had been treated as subhuman, even subfairy, for three months when...
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