A small pocket dome was attached to it.
'...What?'
A dome that had uncorrupted small fairies.
Akamir's eyes widened slightly.
Small fairies fluttered inside the dome like delicate fireflies.
They each glowed softly, untouched by the rot of the world around them.
They huddled close, some asleep, others playing quietly in the limited space, their wings shimmering like glass.
"Nayomi," he whispered, barely audible. "What is this…?"
Nayomi floated beside him, her gaze fixed on the dome. Her voice was quiet. "A miracle."
She drifted closer, her fingers ghosting along the dome's edge without touching it. "I thought they all were extinct or corrupted...."
"...."
Akamir could only stare at her as she passed through the dome without any problem.
Those small fairies didn't flinch in her presence, but they began to move closer to her.
Nayomi sat down on a rock inside the dome as the fairies finally recognized her.
