that fine morning, our little water fairy and shairnra got their fair share of adventure.

pulled off by excitement-bubbling shairnra, they stealthily crept into the garden of edeeairn. evidently left unattended for eons, still, it was not at all hard to imagine how beautiful this garden must have been once upon a time.

sitting in the very center of the clearing was a forgotten wooden swing - exquisitely crafted was the wood, born of no ordinary fire. great flight rose from and with nothingness, as power.

they saw a trail left behind by the tail of a dragon and knew for sure they had to follow. through the walk, they felt cooling wetness, though they were dry, and their siouzli were refreshed the very instant a drop of nothingness splash onto their lips.

one never really gets to enter a different world where melodious enchanted bells ring every now and then, even though you are from the magical world itself and yet, when the time to leave arrives, nothing can make you stay a second longer.

water fairy had the urge to drop a slipper, had she one on her, just to feel how it was like when cinderella rode off on the pumpkin cart from the palace. she wondered if there was a prince in this quiet world in the first place.

and finally this was it. time had came to claim them. water fairy had had a surprisingly rolling good moment, unexpectedly, and was truly fond - of this little adventure of hers which managed to brush her mind off her quest.

a bright and cheery shairnra took a short walk with her, and soon, the spring was once again filled with just the calm breathing of our little water fairy. it seems like the portal of time had opened the constellation guide for her - another of the stars' many gifts to her. water fairy simply gazed.

resounding in her heart the melodious enchantment of the bells playing.