Fluorite Fiona flies in a frenzy round the Gemstone Glade Christmas Tree, trying to decide which coloured ball to land on. They will all unleash Christmas magic, but which the best? In desperate indecision, she finally lands on the spring grass green ball. It glows with inner festive fire. Slowly the green ball falls to the glade below, Fiona clinging on top. It grows in size, as Fiona flies round it, glee in her snow shine smile. Then the ball transforms in to a huge portal of green light. Laughing shrilly, Fiona flies through to the spring meadow beyond.

A purple sun shines in a soft green sky, a mirror of the undulating green grass below. Daisies flood the field in a powerful pattern of pink and yellow bliss.

Fiona lands in a cluster of daisies. They lean towards her and begin to speak.

“Who are you, sweet fairy?” Fiona is astonished, however replies. “I am Fluorite Fiona of Gemstone Glade.”

“We are daisy divas, superpower flowers who can heal you when we sing.” With that, they launch in to the most beautiful song. It is a Christmas carol.

As they sing, the sky turns deep violet as shining white clouds move across it. Then it begins to snow, whispers of winter in the air. Fiona tastes a snowflake as it lands on her lips. It is the taste of every Christmas wish come true. Tears fall from her crystalline eyes. Beauty bewitches her brain.

“Take some of our seeds back to Gemstone Glade with you.” A daisy blows yellow pollen in to Fiona’s hands.

The daisies continue to sing. The winter spell is complete. Christmas has claimed the land.