Hylius D 5 cb

The sight of enough water to power a nation lays before my eyes. It is all I see with my dark brown eyes as I continue along the path around it with my group of workers. I am new to working at the plant as I had just recently left school and turned 19. It's the best work I can get right off the bat. I had never gotten good grades in school as I'm not very smart and don't listen well, so I couldn't have gone off and become a geologist like the other kids that were in my class. I rub a hand over my dark black hair before my group starts to work on a small crack in the dam. That was my job. Fixing the dam whenever a crack appeared no matter how small. We swiftly destroy the hole by filling it in. We pass a group of peacekeepers and my ever wandering mind thinks as I peer into their dark, reflective masks, How are those masks so dark? I can't see their faces so can they see mine? Did evil fairies darken their masks? yes I believe in fairies and magic. I mean, my mom told me that and a lot of others did too. They also said I was really gullible. I look at my long fingers and think about how through my whole life people teased me about being simple, gullible, and doing everything I was told to do, thinking I see fairies everywhere, bring imaginative. I don't get why everyone did that. Tease me about being myself.