Life Isn't Fair

Justice
Sometimes it doesn't
Turn out how we want it
So when they tell you life
Isn't fair
Just listen


Make sure you never cross a faerie ring.  You can call them cylch y Tylwyth Teg if you want, but that's just a fancy name for trouble.  I stepped off the forest path in search of mushrooms and saw the circle.  Naturally, I was curious and decided to wait until the elf returned.  Several hours later, a sprightly, jolly little fellow came traipsing back, bearing something in a basket.  To this day, I don't know what it was.  But I thought I could catch this bundle of mischief, so I lunged at him.  In the process I stepped into the ring.  The magic set my skin tingling, raising goose flesh along every bit of exposed skin.  Not knowing what happened, I tried to step back out and found myself blocked, unable to pass.  There was no physical barrier, mind you, but nonetheless I could not step past.  I heard a noise behind me and, on the verge of panic, I spun around to see what it could be.