The Gemstone Glade Christmas Tree glimmered in the winter sun, its rainbow array of baubles winking, conspirators of magic.
Fairy Citrine Cindy flew round the tree, a smile of a hundred suns on her tiny yellow face. Today, she would choose the yellow bauble, her kindred colour.
She danced in front of the bauble, waving her arms and swinging her legs furiously. The sunlight sparkled in her wings, a Christmas light in freefall.
Then the yellow bauble turned in to a huge portal of golden light. With a cheeky chuckle, Cindy flew in to the shimmering gateway.
Golden yellow sands confronted her, emerald green waves licking the beach gently. A large yellow sun hung triumphant in the sky. Hills of yellow grass hugged the beach like a long lost friend.
A yellow seagull flew towards her. “Hello, fairy from afar. I am Seagull Solomon.”
Cindy instantly liked Solomon, he was the same colour as her after all. “I am from Gemstone Glade,” she whispered in her silken voice, the sound of angels laughing.
“Gemstone Glade? It really exists then? I thought it was a myth, a place so magical it could not possibly be real …”
“I can take you there,” promised Cindy.
“I would love to go. But let me first introduce you to my friend Jasmine, a magical sea dragon.”
Solomon cawed to the sky, the sound of every wonder of the world rolled in to one.
The ocean sighed, and the waves parted in two as something large approached … Then she was there, in all her golden yellow glory. A beautiful dragon with emerald green eyes and glowing yellow wings. She breathed yellow smoke as she slowly crept over the sand towards them.
“Jasmine! I have a new friend!”
Cindy laughed. It was not often she met other yellow creatures, especially not ones as mysterious as these two.
Jasmine asked Cindy to climb atop her head, and then flew over the yellow hills and lakes of yellow lava, and of course the ocean studded by islands of yellow sands.
Cindy felt an aching sense of awe suffuse her heart. She was in paradise.

“I can transmit sunshine energy,” explained Jasmine. “It can heal, it can burn away the old and transform the world, it can make magic.”

“I simply must show you and Solomon my home now,” sighed Cindy.
So Cindy returned through the yellow portal of light, followed by a seagull and then a mighty dragon.
The other crystalline fairies flew around them, intrigued and hoping for some magic. They were not disappointed.
Seagull Solomon shed a yellow feather. The fairies seized it and began to play. Their wings sprouted tiny yellow feathers. They giggled in delight.
Then Jasmine breathed yellow smoke on the Gemstone Glade fountain. Fierce dragon fire ignited, floating on the surface of the water like huge candles. Jasmine breathed again, extinguishing the fire. The fairies clapped in delinquent delight.
Jasmine relit the fountain, and her magic trickled through the portals of the glade and drifted silently to Planet Earth.
On Christmas Eve, every fountain anywhere on Planet Earth lit up with ferocious yellow fire, a fleeting five minutes of magnificence. It was a Christmas sign, a portent of magic to come … It was the power of every child’s Christmas wish coming true.





