Writing another one because I feel particularly inspired. References to Howl's Moving Castle. Suggestions to delete this story due to copyright infringement will be considered. All copyright belong to their owners.
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The moon shone bright, spreading its cold glow over the sleeping world. All was in the world of dreams, except for one little girl. And even the little girl was caught in a dream of reality.
Her glowing hands were striking in the darkness. Laughter can be heard, clear and lingering in the air. Orbs of purity shone with dazzling radiance, hovering and floating about as if suspended on invisible strings.
As the girl ventured in the forest, following the orbs of light that lit the path up, she came across a clearing. It was a sight to behold; it was an endless meadow of twinkling Queen Anne's Lace, Tiger Lilies, Lupines, Daisies, and Sunflowers. She gasped; she had never seen such beauty before. They were twinkling like stars, and their appeal was mysterious and peculiar. The orbs of light were gone, siphoned back into a small cottage near the edge of the field of flowers. A little wizard stepped out and gazed in amazement at the girl who danced freely in his meadow.
Laughing once more, the girl danced and flitted in between the flowers. She was a fairy, flickering and fluttering from one place to another.
But like all little girls, they get tired. She fell in a heap to the floor, and laughed gently as sleep stole her vision.
Still stunned by the sudden appearance of the girl, he waved a hand and placed a spell on her that would ensure she got home safely. Levitating away, he whispered a goodbye to the sleeping little girl.
"Till we meet again, if we are to ever."
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