“Hey, Terence,” Stone answered, glad to see his buddy. He landed next to his friend Stone, who was standing on the production line. Terence flew into the bustling depot where the pixie dust was prepared for distribution. And the rules were strictly enforced: One teacup of dust per fairy per day. So during a season change, the dust-keeper fairies worked day and night. It was pixie dust that kept everybody and everything in the air. There was a lot to do! So many fairies and supplies had to be flown back and forth from the mainland that it seemed as if he just raced from one dust delivery to the next. All they would know was that one day, miraculously and seemingly overnight, autumn had arrived.īy then, the fairies who had worked so hard to make it happen would already be speeding toward the Second Star to the Right, hurrying home to Pixie Hollow to celebrate the completion of their work at the Autumn Revelry.īack in Pixie Hollow, the dust-keeper fairy Terence zoomed back toward the Dust Distribution Depot at top speed.
Oh, if only humans could see how busy the fairies were! But they never did. She gave them the signal to take off and then dove forward just in time to avoid being run over by the V-shaped flock. She led a group of geese down a long runway. Vidia, the fastest of the fast-flying fairies, spun through the woods, creating whirlwinds that sent leaves flying off the trees and floating through the air.īeck, an animal fairy, darted from tree to cave, tucking in the hibernating creatures for their long nap after making sure each one had eaten a large and nourishing meal.įawn, another animal fairy, took charge of the migrating creatures. The fairies would bring the seeds back to Pixie Hollow to be stored until next spring, when they would change the season again. Waiting birds with woven baskets hurried to catch the falling sunflower seeds.
In a sunflower patch, garden fairies stripped tattered petals from their stalks. Magically, green leaves turned yellow, orange, and red in their wake. She imagined the teams of fast-flying fairies that glided over the trees, trailing pixie dust behind them. Lyria closed her eyes and pictured what was happening on the mainland. She recited them quietly, her eyes lingering on the dazzling colors of fall. Words began to come to Lyria as she stared at the wondrous tapestry.
Right now, Lyria knew, those special fairies were making sure that autumn arrived in all its splendid glory. The tapestry depicted the nature fairies: the special group of fairies who changed the seasons four times a year on the mainland. She was searching for inspiration for a new poem-a poem she would recite at the Autumn Revelry. Lyria, the best storytelling fairy in Pixie Hollow, hovered in front of an elaborate tapestry. Copyright © 2010 Disney Enterprises, Inc.
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