Dots in the sky

The gist of it all

     So i have an Oc for dnd He is a goblin, Milk, HES BETROTHED to this bitch whose family is horrid and his is okay but they are fairly poor and would do anything for money so they pretty much sold milk. At the festival of lovers he told his fiance that he doesn't really like heer that much and that shes not that pretty, even for a goblin. She gets mad and calls her dad and her brothers and sisters who oh, did i not mention that there basically the mafia of their cave. They tell him that if they ever see him again they'll kill and eat him, which milk knows to be true because cannibalism isn't looked down upon in their cave (their cave runs through a big ass mountain that basically is their kingdom). He ducks into this crack in the cave walls to escape and he finds a beautiful bioluminescent botanical garden that's the prettiest thing hes seen in this part of his life.  While admiring the garden and smelling a hypnotical flower hes sprayed with a pollen that makes him tired He lays in the grass and takes a nap believing he is save from his fiances family But when he wakes up he finds out he has been shrunken down to two inches in height and is so small this beautiful garden has turned into a dangerous jungle. 

         Hes Stranded, alone, and hell probably die of starvation. So, He picks a direction and wonders in it. He walks, and he walks and he walks some more until He hears running water. Where there's water, theres life.... or food hopefully.  He goes through giant weeds and grass until he slips down a hill which leaves him with ripped clothes and a few minor cuts. His fall was broken by a fallen flower. A tree sized flower but still a flower. Hungry and dehydrated he falls unconscious his last thoughts before his eyes close are "I better not fucking shrink again" 

This time when he wakes he has a pain in his stomach, but hes still only two inches small. He crawls around on the floor toward the sound of water only to find that the water was a weird blue color. Knowing hes going to die sooner or later he drinks from the flowing river. Strangely it tastes fine and makes his pain dull. The dehydrated goblin makes the mistake of drinking so much he vomits, only to drink more. He lays by the riverside for a moment staring at the vomit on his shirt wondering if hell ever get back to his normal height.  After some time has gone by he notices the light from the plants are dimming, assuming its this terrains version of nightfall he finds shelter among a few fallen flowers and twigs. This is where he rests for the "night". 

Authors note: Hey I know this is a short chapter and its written in a weird way but its the only way i can explain it. If you like it let me know in the comments.