Leon sighed, his axe across his lap. Another slow day for a fairy hunter. He'd tracked an elusive pixie, but gave up after fruitless searching.

Leaning against an oak, he thought of the fairy he'd met - her flowing hair, porcelain features, captivating eyes. He recalled her graceful dancing and enchanting laughter. Something held him back from capturing her.

Closing his eyes, Leon tried to make sense of his conflicted feelings. This fairy felt different, more real than others.