Small bumps are rising up across your skin, causing an intense rash. You see tons of tiny points poking through your skin, elongating into bony strands with fine black strands growing on them. A base layer of black fluff fills up the space between the growing feathers, which quickly move downwards in a body-covering pattern. You feel your face, and even that is now covered in fine black hairs. Your fingers become thinner until only those tiny pens remain, which are now also sticking out all across your arms and covering in flesh and feathers. You've just lost your hands, and all you can is wave your dense wings around a bit. Your feet have become thin yellow sticks that end in three sharp talons, and a fan of tailfeathers sticks out beyond your butt. A beak is pushing its way out of your head, dissolving your jaws in its path and stretching your mouth and nose into nonexistance, except for a small bump on top of your beak. Your eyes have been completely shoved to the side of your head by this, and your vision is somewhat more rigid with your new round eyes. Your ears are nonexistant but for tiny holes in the sides of your head, and now the final phase of your transformation starts...within moments, you shrink down to bird size, once again being barely larger than the fairy you were before and in despair you let out your first shrill bird song. Wasting no time in getting this curse undone, you flap your mighty wings a few times which lifts you off the ground. Within moments, you find yourself above the trees looking down on the forest and you set a gliding course back to the stone circle...