Here we are, the little yellow leaves at the bottom of your screen. We are watching this one guy help or trap a swan, sorry I can't see from this angle. But don't worry we can see you too. One day they'll write a story about you in my perspective.
Now, here he is, a foolish human, making his first wish with my brother. The so called Mr. Peters is wishing to not be lonely. Boom. Just like that my brother disintegrates mid air. Noooo! You foolish human you will never make a wish on me!
Ugh, this romance is making me sick. I can't even... *throws up*. That's better okay where was I? Oh yes, so this girl showed up and I felt like if I touched her she would brake witch is weird for a human. She was gorgeous and she said "were you the one who wished for a wife" or something like that. But then I noticed there was something wrong with HIS face, he could not stop smiling. Creepy!
Awww, stop, now I feel bad. Are they crying because of me? I don't know but I heard something about transformation or translation but they were mostly screaming trying to make swan sounds. HUMANS ARE CRAZY! I hope they're OK though.
How many people are going to cry today?! So here I am, alone. 😥 He used my sister and she dispersed in thin air. At least I have this comfy pillow to rest on. But when I was about to shut my stems (eyes), something magical happened. The beautiful lady disappeared and a little swan lay there sleeping as Mr. Peters cried. Poor thing. Oh well, *yawns* time for bed.
As time went by I almost flew away but for some reason this human kept me as memory of what he called "happy times". But Mr. Peters grew older and very much liked when the swans visited. He was not alone unlike me. Please send help I need water and sunlight. I'm stuck in this glass box with nothing but recycled air.