Somehow and in some way a very young fairy was a rare one to see, who was little and still growing. What’s even more rare is that a fairy was born on the wrong side. A fairy born by a single child’s laughter somehow finding its way to the warm side instead of winter? So how come it’s so rare that the same little fairy plays in the snow when it’s forbidden to cross the border.

For days Lord Milori had been trying to find that fairy who found their way across the border if they are a “warm” side fairy why do they keep coming back? The Winter woods aren't safe for their young wings. And every fairy knows- there is no cure for a broken wing. It’s dangerous he can’t let what happened to his wing happen to a young fairy still learning.

Walking towards the entrance of the border where winter touches the warm side he sees them jumping into a pile of snow laughing at a well made snow man right next to them. They had their hood up so unable to see their hair but noticed how tucked away their wings are as if they had never been used before and the way their jacket was left slightly open and unbothered by the cold one bit.

He walks on over to the little fairy leaning down to their height. “Now little one, why are you on this side? You're aware that it’s forbidden to cross, don't you?” He tried to be gentle and not his normal serious nature not wanting to scare the little fairy on accident.