The mystery of Gypsy Pixie

One morning Daisy-lyah and Lilian brought some drawings to Breeze.

daisy   flower and butterfly

He was a little surprised. “They are beautiful.”

“We think so too.” Daisy-lyah said.

Lily smiled at him.

“Who did them?” He looked from one of them to the other.

“Gypsy Pixie!” They said.

“There is no such person.” His words brought a scowl to their faces.

Lily looked at Daisy-lyah,  “I told you he wouldn’t believe us.”

“Well we will just have to prove it to you so.” And they stomped off into the wood.

Breeze met Elegant some time later. “Daisy-lyah and Lily have left my drawing at your cave.  All I will say is she is a beautiful woman.”

“WHo?” Breeze said but Elegant just smiled and left him alone.

When Breeze arrived home this is the drawing that sat on his table.

gipsy pixie

“Gyspy Pixie,” he whispered. He read the note the girls left for him it said,

“She makes and repairs cobwebs for elderly spiders. Isn’t that a great story Mr. Breeze?”

That night Breeze dreamt of a flying pixie who was helping all of the spiders in the wood. In the morning he woke to find his cave door was covered in cobwebs.

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A map creates chaos.

Breeze felt happy after his swim with the hippo’s.  He was a little bit dirty, this was due to Grace’s love for mud fights. But it was fun and Breeze did like mud.

His happiness vanished when he saw a crowd of animals and elves staring at Lovisma’s map.

Hamish asked Breeze, “Is this a joke,  nothing is in the right place.”

Elvis a rabbit who couldn’t sit still was running around the group shouting “It is a trick. She will turn you all into horrid monsters.”

Breeze said, “No it is simply a painting. Not a great painting but a painting.”

Mrs. Groundsel had a baby pixie in her arms. “It is a terrible painting, little Dee keeps crying when she looks at it. What I am afraid of most is that none of our houses are in the right place.”

Hamish looked interested when she said this. He slowly said, “maybe this is where they will be tomorrow.”

Martin a dwarf who loved decorating his house, jumped to his feet and shouted, “she is going to mess with our houses, best to tie them down.”

The group ran in every direction, everyone shouting, “yes tie them down, good and tight.”

Breeze sat on the ground and thought about this a little. This problem felt like another trick and he would need a spell or two to solve it.  He set off for Tulips house.  “I do hope she is baking I could use a really huge fairy cake just now.”