You're a fairy, a warm fairy to be exact. You did your job quietly, never complained, never asked questions unless necessary, never touched anything you weren’t supposed to.

Until one day you saw winter border, you were curious about it but knew it was forbidden to go there. You tried to, but as soon as you would step on the snow, your wings stopped working. But that didn’t stop you from trying to explore it all. You would watch in fascination as the animals that would step onto turned from warm colours to cold and light colours.

You drew a lot of pictures of the winter landscape, wondering what it would be like. You decided to try to go there again to study things, hoping you wouldn’t get caught. You changed into your winter outfit and stepped onto the snowy ground, listening to the snow crunch under your boots.

You drew some pictures of the snow and ice, smiling with amazement and curiosity. But it was short lived when someone grabbed you and spun you around to face them.

Lord Milori

He didn’t seem happy to see a warm fairy in the winter area.

“What are you doing here?” He growled, yet despite the anger in his tone there was a hint of concern underneath it.