Who took my wonderful self-contained, occasionally tantrum-y fairy baby and turned her into a maddened banshee? All she does is sit around portending doom, howling from the roof-tops, pointing at people and saying, "You dieeeeeeeeeeeee!" If she was going to be a messenger for the Otherworld, one would think that would happen in her teen years. That's the trouble with fairy babies, they will turn on you eventually.
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