...a fairy in a patch of flowers. She was leaning over and running her gloved hand through a group of pansies.
Wait a minute...
You realize that the fairy looks EXACTLY like you. Or rather, you look like her. She's wearing the same pink dress, same blond hair, same small legs in white tights. Looking closely, her wings were slightly different than yours. You turned around and looked at the painting on the ground below you.
Sure enough, her wings looked like the ones in the painting. You turned back towards back your double in the garden on the other side of the wall. You squinted your eyes and leaned forward on top of the wall, trying to see if her face also matches the painting.
Apparently you leaned too far forward and you grasped at thin air as you tumbled over the side of the wall into some bushes. You found yourself once again with your panties on display for the whole world to see. You struggle to sort yourselves out and free yourself from the leaves when you hear a voice.
"Umm... do you need some help?"
Before you're able to come up with a reply, they're already helping you to your feet. As you brush your dress off and pull leaves out of your hair, you face the fairy and watch as she gasps when she sees your face. Looking at her face, you confirm that she is indeed the princess in the painting. What's the meaning behind this?
Taking a breath to calm herself, she begins backing up before running back towards the flower patch and her wand.
"Wait!" you cry out. "Stop! I'm not here to harm you!"
It's too late. She grabs the wand and...