The new faerie looked around at the faeries around her. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, taking in all the information. The faeries all stared at her in anxiety. "My name is Myst" the faerie said, twirling a strand of long honey blonde hair on her finger, "I am a dress-making faerie". A couple of faeries let out little "woos!" and "yays!". Myst smiled softly at the faeries. A slightly plump, white haired faerie walked up to her. "Hello!" She said smiling brightly, "My name is Hem! I am gonna show you to your room, we were hoping you would be one of us!". She grabbed Myst' hand and fluttered upwards slowly. Myst gingerly followed. The two faeries flew to the clothing talent's branches. At the edge of the branch there was a small door, just big enough for a faerie. Myst had room number 611. " My room is down the hall" Hem said, pointing down, "But if you need anything Aqua lives beside you, she's a dress making faerie too. And on the other side is Meadow, she's a sewing talent. The dress-making talents and sewing talents are very close." Myst nodded. "Well, I'll fly with you later!" Hem called, flying down to her room. Myst waved, and entered her room. Thus starting her new life as a faerie.


Myst stretched out, yawning. She looked out her window, absorbing the rich sunlight. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! She whipped around towards her door. "Who is it?" she called hesitantly. "Its Terence!" A voice called. She raised an eyebrow. "I'm a dust talent! I have your pixie dust!". Myst ran over and opened the door. There standing in the doorway, was a sparrow-man. He had shaggy blonde hair, and was wearing a brown tunic, with a dark blue shirt, tights, and shorts. Myst blinked in surprise. The sparrow-man smiled, "Well its nice to meet you!". Myst held the small velvet sack in her hands. She sprinkled some dust on her wings. She smiled, "Thank you Terence!". He blushed slightly at the thanks, nodded, and flew to the next room. Myst flew slowly, trying to follow her map to the furniture making room. The room Myst had wasn't really her type. It was al pink and frilly. Myst was more into pastel colors and funky stuff. "EEK!" Myst yelped as she fell backwards. She looked up at the faerie that she had bumped into. The faerie had dark brown hair, that was in a ponytail with small cherry blossoms in it. She also had a green acorn top hat. She had a blue-violet tank top, and a translucent blue skirt with small orange flower petals, and under the skirt she had the same blue-violet colored tight that flared out at the end. And blue slip on petal shoes. "Oh! Sorry! I would fly backwards if I could!" The fairy said quickly, "Oh! You are the new arrival, Myst, right? Well I'm Bess. An art talent faerie, we might meet again in our duties someday! Do you need any help?". Myst nodded, "Can you help me find the furniture room?". Bess beamed at Myst, "Of course!". She instantly jetted down the hall. Myst awkwardly flew after her fast flying friend. This day might be difficult…