A new day, new thoughts.
I remembered (it was either a fic or I dreamed it) something about forest fairies. There was a waterfall, the main character, abduction, acceptance or recollection, rescue, and protection. And then I remembered some of Daniel's photos, which gave me the feeling that he had sharp elvish ears. The story by the wonderful @onboardsorasora about the fairy Daniel came to mind…
✨️Imagine✨️
It was a hike. They wanted to set up camp by a forest lake. Max doesn't like nature. There are no outlets in nature. But there are annoying mosquitoes. Instead of the World Wide Web...there is a web. The phone connection doesn't work at all. No matter how hard Max throws the phone up, Discord doesn't load faster... it doesn't load at all.
Max walked, bending under the weight of his backpack, sarcastically replied to the jokes of his friends, grumbled at the inconvenience and just wanted to go out to the lake.
(there must be something here)
Evening. The whole company gathered around the fire. They play stupid games with alcohol and have fun. Max is just glad that they brought alcohol with them, because I remind you, his simulator is not here. At one point in time he loses touch with the world, and at another moment he realizes that he, Lando and Alex are going deep into the forest. "This is a bad idea," Max thinks, and then he hears a crash.
"Damn it! I got into something!" says Lando. He leans against a tree and checks his shoe.
"What the hell?" mumbles Max and points with his finger at the strange... wreath? A dreamcatcher? on a tree.
"Oh, I think witches live here," Lando giggles and almost falls over. They're too drunk for all this.
"It's not a witches, you idiot!" – Alex seems scared. "These are fairies!!! You broke the fairy circle!!!"
Lando bursts out laughing, and Max just wants to go to bed.
"What fairies? Alex, have you been drinking anything else? It's all cartoons and bedtime stories." - giggles Lando.
"No, you don't understand! You stepped on mushrooms, the circle broke, we're all in danger. If we don't offer them a gift, we'll be damned!" - Alex runs his hands through his hair and pulls.
"What kind of gift should we give them? Oh, I've thought of it! Max, come here!"- Lando is still amused by the situation. And Max... he just wants to lie down, and that moss under the tree looks very soft. He could sleep here, it's not that far from their camp. Tomorrow he'll come back, yell at these idiots and throw all their stuff into the lake. Sounds like a plan.
Alex says that he's a fool and should take the situation seriously, Lando lays Max down on that soft moss and walks around him wailing. Max... Max blinks slowly, looking at the sky. Well, the sky here is amazing. A bunch of stars, barely visible Milky Way. It reminds him of the ceiling in his childhood bedroom.
"O great fairies of this forest! Forgive me for breaking your oval! Here is my gift, forgive me and don't get angry!" - he holds on for five seconds, and then laughing loudly, clutching his stomach falls outside the circle. Alex seems to be pulling out his hair.
"Okay, that was funny, but let's go to bed already. Max? Have the fairies taken you yet?
"I'm not going to get up until morning. Go without me. See you in the morning." - Max rolls over on his side, puts his hand under his head and slowly falls asleep. He can barely hear the bickering of his friends anymore. He thinks that lying on the bare ground is not so bad.
A bright ray of sunlight falls on Max's eyes and he begins to wake up. He rolls over on his back, his eyes are still closed, some kind of shadow covers his face, the light no longer hits so hard because of the closed eyelids. Someone pokes him in the side with a finger.
"Fuck off. Another five minutes." Another push, Max knocks off someone's hand. They slap him on the cheeks. Well, that's arrogance.
"So that's it!" he screams and winces from the headache. He opens his eyes and...
"Who are you?"
"Your new master."
This "master" looks at him with his big brown eyes, there are some strange colored drawings on his face and pumped-up hands, his hair looks like sheep's wool (it looks the same fluffy and curly).
"Give me a Red Bull, and I'm all yours, handsome."
Sources: Instagram F1, Instagram Visa Cash App RB, Instagram Rudy Carezzevoli, Motorsportcom.
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