the forest was very big the world was very beautiful the dream was real it does exist in the real of fairyland the world was very special the fairies were there the walk was very easy she went further into the forest there was a little danger in the forest there was Beth the beautiful little fairy that had stood by the majestic old tree with her heart was heavy with some worry who was five years old and she was the youngest guardian of the enchanted forest and it had pained her to see the tree was in distress its once strong branches were sagging now and the leaves had fluttered to the ground like some forgotten memories the land was around her was breath taking that was filled with vibrant flowers and sparkling streams but the magic that was once thrived was fading Beth had felt a gentle breeze had caress her face by reminding her of the warmth of the sun she knew that she had to act very quickly the tree was the heart of the forest and without it all the magic would be lost she was dressed in her delicate pink dress and shimmering wings where Beth had reached out to the tree her long golden curls were dancing in the wind and she had whispered a spell that was taught to her by the elder fairies by hoping to restore the tree's strength ancient roots awaken let the magic flow as she spoke a soft glow had enveloped her and the air was around the tree had shimmered with potential when Beth had closed her eyes by feeling the pulse of the earth that was beneath her with every ounce of her fairy magic and she poured her love and determination and she was desperate to save it and revive the magic of their world into the tree