A sudden chill woke me up this morning.
With eyes half opened, I looked at my surroundings.
is this, Brown Fairy? I asked the male fairy standing near me.
There were white fluffiness falling down from the sky. Much like a rain, cold like ices, soft like cotton, white as purity. Falling as white dots, slowly covering all other colors in the world.
Brown fairy looked at me and then looked back to the white drops. I dont know either. Its white, so White Fairy should know, he replied softly.
He was always calm and quiet. Like earth, he is accepting and undemanding. But also like earth, when his rages burst out, he could be one scary nightmare. Exactly like earth, the color he chooses to protect.
We were not the only that curious with those whiteness. Other fairies, and maybe from all colors, gathered around White Fairy. Mother of all fairies.
The name of this new nature beauty would be
, she said.