The fairy friends

Previously

…I nodded, my heart still full of the warmth of our encounter. "Me too," I said. "And I think… I think we should come back. Not when we’re lost, but just to visit. To say thank you properly." Flick and Willow readily agreed. As we turned and flew towards the familiar fields, I knew that the Whispering Woods held secrets far more wonderful than we had ever imagined. And among them, the memory of a gentle bear, a guardian of the forest, would always be etched in my heart. The fear of the dark, which had so often troubled me, felt a little less potent now. After all, even in the deepest, darkest woods, there could be a light, a gentle presence, waiting to guide you home.