Punky Fu

 Upon entering the new domain, she was at first shocked and surprised. Here in this new community, there were people of all sorts with welcoming invitations for friendship. It was almost flattering.

But the new people weren’t that different from the others - it was all just instrumental behavior, repackaged, remixed, and subtle enough to fool most others. But not her. Not for long.

Ever the eternal iconoclast - she had taken the necessary steps - withstood the rejection of the world. Being ostracized was more of a comfortable blanket. So despite what the new “friends” might think, she would not join.

When the Tiger came, he growled mightily. The scent of the prey and predator prickled his nostrils and with bared fang. Together, they quickly set about dismantling the machinations and manipulations of the would-be elite.

Sorting through the detritus of the world - and she saw with clarity the same songs and dances. Together, they found paths through the labyrinth and fathomed the unfathomable.

She, the eternal non-conformist, with the strength borne of years of forging, reinforced her status as the new Keeper at the human zoo. She realized that they were all imposters, that the interactions were illusory. She knew that like fairies, they needed you to believe in them to exist and now, there would be no more room for pretenders.

Scales fallen from the eyes- with elegance and grace, full from the prowl of night, she returned her focus to the real. And with the Tiger, strode off into the dawn of a real ever after. div { margin: 0px; }