There was no doubt and absolutely no fear. The unsteady movement seemed to whistle through the air. A crackle and a slither, caused the crack to grow a sliver, a new day seemed to be dawning within this young budding flower. Like a shell, the cracks spread, over the emerald green flora. A cool breeze and the warm rays ran over this fairy's head. Her eyes opened, her heart fluttered but her wings seemed to stay still. A new adventure, a happy scene seemed to appear against her will.
Her lips trembled at the thought and mind flustered but for naught, as she sat on her tiny foliage bed. Who knew that this little fairy held only miracles in her brunette head.
She wished really hard and pushed against the wind. Willpower and tears fueled this little fairy's dream. She crawled and she clawed through the rays of the sun. When her eyes opened, there was a change right before this little one. It was clear, magic had won! She was now a ballerina that spun. She leaped and she danced, to sweet music she pranced. And as she seemed to move, all eyes were glued to her mesmerizing groove.
The lights began to flicker around the nimble fairy dancer. Causing all who witnessed to ooh at her lithe silhouette. But just when all thought this was the end of the set, through the silence broke a voice that none could ever forget. A melody that seem to meld with her every movement. The soothing jingle was a charm of her own sense of fulfillment.
As the stage lights seemed to bend into a halo that crowned her. Her wings suddenly sprung out to the beat of the orchestra. This Angel soared now high above the crowd, made much of the audience gasp aloud. She shocked and awed in the air whilst she floated echoing a song as she flew with a twirl, was the tale of an angel flower fairy girl.
