Over the tree peaks she whirls endearingly
The gleaming stars smile at her, ceaseless adoration fills the air
The breeze tenderly feels the velvety, charming wings
As she sways in a blissful melody
In the eerie shadows he stares furtively
In moonless nights he roams alone, craving her stunning dance to behold
She flies above the trees, adorably she smiles and sings
He begs never to awake from this ravishing dream
For hundreds of years after the Battle of the Dragons, no elf, unicorn or wolf would pass to the valley that was guarded by the fairies. But the Fairy Queen knew that the secret power of the fairies was becoming weak and soon they would be unprotected.
Will the fairies manage to keep their weakness secret from their deadly enemies?