Chapter 1

It was a full moon that night. A child, no more than 9 years old, was peeking on her bedroom window. The moon smiled at the cerulean eyes that glisten with wonder and hope. She smiled back. Although the moon doesn't speak, it comforted her. Every time she asked for help, the moon was there listening. The moonbeams surrounded her in an embrace and make her feel okay. Then someone knocked on her door.

"Snow, dinner's ready!"

"Coming, Dad!" she replied timidly.

Before going down, she bid the moon farewell. The moon smiled before hiding into the clouds. She combed her hair and ran to the spiral staircase that brought her to the first floor. Their house was not that big. It was only enough to accommodate their family.

On the dining room, two roasted turkeys were served. The child, also known as Snowflake, sat on the empty seat beside her father. It was May 3 but the father cooked a feast. He was trying to make up for the lost time to his two little children.

"Dad, I lost my tooth!", the other girl squealed "Will the tooth fairy come and get it tonight?"

"Of course she would! Why wouldn't she?" the father said as he put a large cut of meat into his mouth. He grabbed his shepherd's crook and poked the curved end on Snow's face. "Why aren't you eating Snow? I had a hard time cooking that! You know I can't bear the heat!" he laughed as he said that.

"I was thinking why would the tooth fairy collect teeth. Is it a hobby or something?" Snow asked as the dad tried to put food on her mouth.

"No, teeth contains the children's most important memories. You will need it when you grow older." the father said as Snow stopped his father putting the spoon on her mouth.

"Dad! I can eat by myself. But dad, you never grow old."

"But it still served me a purpose. I'll tell you both some other time. It's time to go to bed. Bliss, don't forget to put your tooth under your pillow ok?" he said as Bliss hugged him around his leg.

"Promise, Dad!" then Bliss ran to her bedroom with Snow.

He tucked the two on their beds and lulled them to sleep. He was a horrible singer, but the children didn't mind. They had a daddy and that is still they could ever wish for. As the father saw the dreamsand coming, he stood up and walked to his room. But before he could go, his daughter, Snow, muttered something.

"I love you Daddy Jack"

He smiled as he walked out and saw the dreamsand figures forming in their heads.