Teryl's Tales of Whim~It was time for the solar eclipse, so the pixies gathered, nets in hand.
Their new human friend was curious about this.
"Oh, the nets? To catch sun-slivers of course. How else would our wings shine?"
The human shrugged, "I thought that was natural."
"You have eight tattoos," pointed out a different pixie.
"They could be natural markings," the human countered.
"This one proclaims your love for tattoos!"
"Highly accurate markings."
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