Tales of Orangeblush
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The dew on the flowers reflected a beautiful comforting hue from the moon’s rays while the smallest fairy collected the gold-like pollen from the flower’s center. With her translucent crystal spoon, she scooped the golden particles into her green satchel, careful not to touch the flower’s petal as she silently fluttered above the plant. The tiniest bit of pressure would cause the petals to close and the fairy would be trapped and helpless. This was a dangerous task yet only the smallest of fairies were blessed by the Queen to perform such an honor. Afterall,the golden particles were the life source of the fae community.