The Quiet Record of Whispered Vows

Previously

…As her pencil moved across the page, a strange thing happened. The giggling started to fade, replaced by a soft, rustling sound, like leaves in a gentle wind. The vibrant colors of the confetti on Lily's desk seemed to dim. Timmy’s balloon-shoes slowly deflated, shrinking back to their normal size with a soft hiss. The jelly doorknob wavered, then solidified back into ordinary metal. The pixie, caught in the swirling currents of Lily’s drawing, began to shimmer. Its laughter became fainter, more distant. It looked at Lily, its dewdroplike eyes wide with surprise,