The babe laughed a laugh that filled all the hollow spaces in the forest. As I fairy I smiled and helped carry it to the tree. Any abandoned or orphaned creatures we brought to our sanctuary. The head fairy, my mother, was the in charge and each fairy was
"Mystical Forest, The Netherlands" For some reason, when I think of autumn I think of enchanting forests. Running through a mystical, foggy forest while adorning flowing fabrics in fall colors is one of my autumn day dreams.