The Pixie (Part 1)

The Pixie spreads her wings, a light dust of sparkles floating into the air. She orchestrates with her nimble hands, guiding the world’s music. She cannot pause, not yet. Because as long as she keeps moving, the music will keep playing. The Pixie sighs a long, whispery note, and then she leaps! She leaps and bounds, and her heart becomes free. Finally free. And yet, she keeps moving. A door opens. She takes a risk, and steps through. Still she guides the notes. A chord plays as she gazes around the room. Awestruck, she pauses. And the world’s music stops. And a 5,6,7,8…

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