Bright crystal eyes,
Tiny Gossamer wings.
Among the flowers,
We shall sing.
But Blind are you,
For the fairy dust.
Forgot the magic,
For the world's lust.
Believe and then seek,
Otherwise world is bleak.
Whenever a child denies,
somewhere a fairy dies.
WOULD YOU BELIEVE IF I TOLD YOU FAERIES EXIST?
PROMISE ME?
AS BELIEVING IS THE BEGINNING.
There is a parallel world around us, not perceptible to our human senses, but co-existing with us occupying the same space. The secret I held in my heart involved both these worlds, and the person linking them together for me was Philips Ripton.
Philips Ripton,the man who brought the magic to my sad little world.
And introduced me to Westbury Faery.
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The Westbury Faery (contest entry)
FantasyFaeries are real. Finding one is hard. But proving their existence is harder. A woman's heart is said to be an ocean, holding deep secrets. But I, Grace Ellen, won't sink along with my darkest secret. Who is the Westbury Faery? And what is her story?
