Day four of the advent calendar, and it is Amethyst Anne’s turn. She nervously flies towards the small wooden door with its amethyst shaped star on front. Slowly she opens the door, smiling in anticipation.

A sparkling feather confronts her, white with multi-coloured crystal beads all over it. Gently she picks its up. Immediately it shrinks to the size of her little hand. Anne places it in her hair, and then flies around the glade laughing as her fairy wings sprout white feathers.

A neighing reaches her ears. It is a baby winged unicorn. Together they fly around the glade, a cloud of white fun. The feather falls out of Anne’s hair and lands in the fountain, and multiplies: the fountain is over-run with feathers. Giggling, the fairies fly around, collecting feathers. Then the feather party begins, and Gemstone Glade sighs to the sound of dancing and the silence of feathers.