Charlets Webb is a gentle fairy. She lives on a big farm. She loves the green grass and the red barn. She smiles at the bright blue sky. One day Charlets felt sad. She lost her shiny star spoon. She needed the spoon to stir magic soup. She wanted to taste the warm sweet soup. She decided to ask for help. She flew to the old oak tree. Under the tree she found Genie. Genie was playful and bright. Genie said, Let us search together. Charlets nodded. They walked to the red barn. They looked by the fence. They looked by the pond. They looked near the haystack. Behind the barn they saw a small tail. It was the dragon. The dragon was big and gentle. The dragon slept on something shiny. It was the star spoon. The spoon glowed under the dragon. Charlets felt brave. She stepped forward slowly. The dragon snores softly. Charlets spoke with a soft voice. She said, Dear dragon, may I have my spoon back? The dragon opened one eye. It blinked and smiled. It said, I am sorry. I thought it was mine. The dragon moved aside. Charlets picked up her spoon. It sparkled bright. Genie clapped with joy. Charlets beamed. They all felt happy. Then they made magic soup together. The soup tasted sweet and warm. They ran on the grassy field. They danced around the pond. They watched the clouds. They wished on a star. They wished for more fun. They wished for kind friends. They wished for magic days. They giggled and laughed. They skipped and twirled. They played hide and seek. They played tag. They played by the barn. The red barn stands tall under the blue sky. Green grass waves in the soft wind. The pond is calm and clear. Flowers bloom near the fence. Fireflies dance at dusk. Bluebirds sing on the fence. White clouds float across the sky. The sun smiles down on them. The moon whispers goodnight. Rain brings fresh scents. Small birds perch on the fence. Soft breezes cool the warm day. Bees buzz near the blossoms. The farm is a happy place. They all feel safe. They all feel loved. They all feel warm. They all feel calm. They all feel bright. They all feel soft. They all feel happy. They all feel kind. They all feel free. They all feel gentle. They know they can always help each other. They know they can always laugh together. They know they can always share magic soup. They know they can always play by the barn. They know they can always wish on stars. They know they can always dream sweet dreams. They know they can always be kind. They know they can always be brave. When morning came the sun painted the farm in golden light. Charlets stretched her wings. Genie yawned and waved. The dragon blinked and smiled. They rose and walked to the barn door. They opened the door together. They stepped outside. They felt the soft grass. They felt the warm sun. They felt the fresh breeze. They all woke happily to a warm bright morning on the farm. They felt love all around.