... I didn't answer anything, taking such communication as a joke and decided to distract myself from such strange adventures by drawing my own comics, which lasted for hours, hoping that the spirits would not be able to jump into my shell... I guessed that by crossing my legs and closing my fingers it was possible to limit access inside me.
However, every night in a half-sleep, when I lost self-control, someone new climbed into me... and possessed me like a glove, letting go of his hands, stroking my body... and it seemed there was no escape from such guests, I jumped out of bed, distracted by other things... although what kind of things can there be in the middle of the night... Exhausted by forced insomnia before dawn, I was still dragged into a deep sleep.
- Drive them away! - someone's ringing girlish voice rustled one morning after waking up.
- How?
- Say - get out of here, bastard! Nah!
- Nah?… Some magical spell?
— Yeah… Right! Say it five times! Nah!!!
— Ok! And what, will it help?
— It should help, but there are very stubborn lustful men... It's not that easy to drive them away.
— And why do they bother me?
— What do you think? They are attracted to your energy... They need it...
— And who are you?
— I am a fairy! Taya is my name!
— And you... Good fairy?
— Of course... — a mischievous laugh was heard... — I will help you if you want... I will live with you... your soul flower attracts me... you are a very nice girl. Such people are rare on Earth. That's why you get a lot of attention. But I am able to drive them all away if it bothers you...
— Yeah... — this offer seemed attractive. — So you really are a magical creature?
— Ha-a... ya-ta-tai! — a multitude of funny sounds poured out. — I-ho-nai... ta-ta! Yai-ho!
Before my inner gaze appeared a sweet girlish face of a dancing blonde doll with big emerald eyes, with a tiny nose...
- I don't understand what you're saying... Such a funny language!
- It's an ancient language spoken by all the magical spirits of the Universe... Of course, people don't understand it... That's why we use translators... these are tiny ghostly people who climb into the brain and are located near the pineal gland - this is like a crystal for wave communication with the creatures of the Universe... It doesn't work for everyone, but it turned on for you, which means you do a lot of creative work...
- Yes... I really draw and imagine a lot...
... Hmm... Is it really possible that the development of telepathy is available to any person in the field of art... I concluded. So simple? Really?
— Yes, yes... something like that... those who play out various images in their minds and communicate with them... These are actors, poets, writers, artists... You know, their heads glow and they don't even admit the thought that they have been hearing us for a long time... they just don't realize it, that there is a whole world around them that has come into contact with them.
— Well, if you realize it, you can go crazy...
— Hai-ta-tai! Yata-ha-tenai! But you haven't gone crazy yet...
— Not yet!
The fairy continued to circle around me and babble something in her language with other spirits bustling around, while I was walking through a city park with a large lake... and then I remembered that I had already heard similar sounds in my half-sleep: recently someone sang me a rhythmic song in a gentle voice.
— The celestials sing like that... you can hear them, — my guest noted. - So, someone invisible flutters around and sings you serenades...
- What are you talking about? - I started laughing.
- Someone is in love with you... but he won't talk to me.
- And who is it? Why does he treat you like that?
- It's one of the radiant ones, and they ignore being like us, magical creatures...
- They already talked to me in a dream... and it seemed to me that I was some kind of incomprehensible creature for them too... They wanted to rip the flower of the soul from my chest...
- What? Why... it's terrible... - the fairy became sad. - But if they couldn't, this is how it should be… You know what? They probably consider you a magical creature that is not allowed to be on this planet. Be careful... So, can I live with you? Do you need my help? Sometimes I will fly away, but at night I will guard your sleep.
- A great idea, if you are not joking!
And indeed, no one bothered me that night, the fairy kept her promise and the next day after classes at the institute we went to the shops... her ringing voice gave me advice while shopping and I listened to her gentle voice while choosing juicy fruits on the counter.
- Buy this mango! It's not rotten... Avocado every day is a must... Tomatoes are not needed at all... You need to eat only fresh food... don't eat meat either... I don't like the smell of it on your body!
- Is there any smell? - I sniffed my forearms furtively. - Is there really anything noticeable, I use perfume! And is it harmful to eat meat?
- It's not harmful... but you don't need it... for you it's a poison and you are in contact with the subtle world. Our sense of smell is more sensitive.
…I had to remove meat products from my diet and my parents were calm about my vegan mood… fortunately, many fruits and vegetables grow in the generous land where I was lucky enough to be born… I didn't have to explain to them that my invisible fairy friend simply didn't like the smell of my subtle body.