were in the local health food store where we are most likely to meet other
fae when a wee small faerie recognized us as elves and approached us.
She was about 5 years old with blond hair hanging to her shoulders and
was wearing a white dress with flowers embroidered on the front. She began
to ask us about faeries and when, after a bit of discussion on the topic,
we opined that she might be a faerie, she said, "But one without
wings". And when asked her name, she told us "V-i-o-l-e-t",
spelling it out for us. That's when we realized she was a flower faerie.
From here three ways present themselves...
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