Fairy Knife Throw

"I wake up from a dream, a sensation of familiarity echoing inside my mind, but it is already retreating into a forgotten memory. Before I can process it further though, I open my eyes just a little bit only to catch sight of something small flying nearby. There is no mistaking it: it’s one of the fairies. The moment I open my eyes fully, I draw the knife from inside my pocket and throw it as hard as I can toward the fairy in flight. It takes only another instant to hear the dull sound of the knife impacting and clinging to the wall.

Skewered through the knife is one of the fairies, an insect-winged creature just like Azaka’s vivid imagination of the things, making a small but high pitched keening sound. I think it’s trying to pull the knife out of itself with small hands, but it’s no use. With a last small noise, it disappears into the air in a trickle of momentarily bright material, only for that too to wink out of existence."

- Volume 2, Oblivion Recorder, Page 71