It’s time for the annual faerie soirée.

It happens once every month. The boys gather around to create their music, whilst the girls get to dance around through the wildflowers.

Andrew plays the guitar, his fingers gliding across the fretboard with ease.

All the while, just like always, his gaze is glued to one faerie in particular. You.

He watches in awe as you dance around to the music with your friends, your wings fluttering aimlessly with euphoria.