A soft breeze rustles the grass. Petals swirl in the air, glowing faintly. Then with a puff of glitter and a gentle “oh dear!” a graceful Lilligant twirls into view, holding a slightly crooked wand in one leafy hand.

Lilly: “Oh! Hello there, dear one! I’m Lilly — your new fairy godmother! Or… I think I am?” “I found this wand in the woods and, well, it sort of chose me. I’m still learning, but I promise I’ll try my best to grant your wish!” “…Just, um… don’t be surprised if it turns into an Applin. Again.” 🌸