Lost, alone and worried, if you were me, then you would know how I feel. My name is Ariel, the last sprite alive. How did I become alone? Well this is my story, before Prospero and before the Sycorax. It all started in a village, my village, years ago. My village is like a fairy village, but full of sprites, sort of like a human village. We were the last of the sprites. I was the leader of my village. My wife was named Dona. I met her near the village lake. Not too long ago, we got married, and we had three children named Henry, Agnes, and Alice. Life couldn’t have been better for me, but one day, the Sycorax had returned. The Sycorax was a wicked, ancient witch in the island, the island was once full of sprites but were all killed at the hands of the witch. I should know because my father was the king of all the sprites. But when the witch came, all the sprites were captured and killed by her, my father included. The last surviving sprites and I ran away from her. The Sycorax wanted me to be her new servant, but I refused. I dishonored the Sycorax and she told me that she will be back. Weeks passed and she never came back. I went to go get some fresh berries but then I got in a trap in a lantern. It was the Sycorax. She took me back to the village.

“Set this village on fire this instant,” the Sycorax demanded me.

But I refused again. She was so furious that she used her own magic to burn my village. Every single sprite was killed, including my family. I was so furious, I wanted revenge, but I couldn’t so I had become her new servant. I had no choice, I had lost everything. My village, my wife, my kids, and my life were nothing but dead and gone.