11-18-2015, 02:56 PM
Dira was a strong woman. She always knew for a fact that being a tooth-fairy wasn't an easy task. Every night she had to call her husband (or son) to do an ancient ritual; a ritual done at the expense of her conscience. Fairies always had to pay the price when traveling between worlds, in this case the blood of a male but since fairies are naturally shy it has to be a kin's blood.
As she flew through the night sky, Dira clutched the basket in her hand. She had to return it to the wrong children. Children who didn't do enough to be good. Always with her in her utility kit was toothpaste, just in case she had to return anything using a little magic with ease. You might wonder how a fairy might go unnoticed by the children they reward money with. Another tool Dira uses was the invisibility spray. It works much like body paint, only that it turns yours body invisible. Her job was done now all she had to do was do an ancient sign and poof, she's back at Elora.
As she flew through the night sky, Dira clutched the basket in her hand. She had to return it to the wrong children. Children who didn't do enough to be good. Always with her in her utility kit was toothpaste, just in case she had to return anything using a little magic with ease. You might wonder how a fairy might go unnoticed by the children they reward money with. Another tool Dira uses was the invisibility spray. It works much like body paint, only that it turns yours body invisible. Her job was done now all she had to do was do an ancient sign and poof, she's back at Elora.
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