The lovable and beautiful story of 'Thumbelina' is known by many, who seek a fantastic and romantic love story. But have you ever heard of what actually happened? You see, the story of the lovely young 'Thumbelina' was made to disguise the real and fearful truth. A truth I have the right to share with you. So gather around all who love the art of storytelling.

A quaint little house in Pairs is where our story begins. There lived an old woman who longed to have a child of her own. Unable to conceive she searched for another way. One spring, she sought out a fairy godmother. She granted the woman one wish, of course, she wished for a child, a child she could call her own, to love and cherish. This fairy was looking for a woman to take care of her daughter for she was in grave danger if she was to stay with her mother. Seeing the love in her crystal blue eyes, the fairy godmother gave her a magic seed. As the fairy placed the seed in her wrinkled palm the old woman asked the fairy what her name was. Before the fairy disappeared in a white ball of light she chanted "My name is Thumbelina, the child I have given you will be loved by all, with a voice of pure gold. Farewell, Mary." With that Thumbelina was gone, leaving the fate of her child in the hands of Mary. She hoped and prayed one day she would see her darling little child again. For now, she would wait and drown in her sorrow. Mary cared for the seed and soon it grew into a beautiful white flower.

As Mary kissed the soft white petals, it began to glow, the petals parted to reveal a small fairy or at least that is what she thought. For the fairy had no wings, she had Caramel hair that reached her lower back pulled back into a ponytail, pale skin, and sapphire blue eyes that seemed glitter in the evening light. Mary assumed was a fairy, 'maybe there are fairies with no wings', she thought to herself. The fairy smoothed out her pale blue skirt, it reached her feet, she wore a teal ribbon on her lower bodice. Adorning her top half starting at her lower breast was a white scoop neckline blouse with white puff shoulder length sleeves.

"Hello, mother." Giggled the fairy, Mary held her hand out so she could climb on. The fairy slowly walked off the white petals, almost falling, the little fairy grabbed Mary's thumb. She looked up at her mother with a twinkle in her eyes and a heart full of love.

"I will call you, Clarion." Mary gave Clarion a kiss, and from that day forth for 16 years Clarion grew, not in size, but in life, she was indeed loved by all who met her, and when she sang it was indeed as the fairy godmother had said. Clarion and Mary lived in joy, until the last day of spring, when everything changed…

Clarion sat on her mother's nose one night as she read her a story about a brave dog, which made their dog 'Hero' put up his nose with pride.

"Oh, Mother, please. Are there any stories about little people?" Clarion slid off Mary's nose and onto the open book.

"Why yes Clarion, here let me show you." Mary picked up her daughter, she turned the delicate pages until she found what she was searching for. Placing Clarion on the paper she explained: "It says here in the 'Vale of the Fairies' lives the King and Queen, surrounded by all types of fairies big and small."

"Mother? Have you ever seen a fairy before? Am I a fairy?" Clarion looked up at her mother hopefully. She was hoping maybe she could meet someone her size.

"I thought I did once. I am not sure Clarion… You were only a seed when Thumbelina gave you to me." Clarion's head fell ever so, her depression growing inside her small body. "It's impossible…"

"Oh Clarion, nothing's impossible! As long as you believe. Come now, time for bed." Mary kissed her wingless daughter gently on her caramel head. Clarion loved her mother dearly, but there was something about her, something magical, something… Something that she had to do in life. The only thing linking this feeling was her dreams, dreams of a golden glow, the golden material seemed to be the bottom of a dress of some sorts.

As Mary laid Clarion in her walnut-shell bed, Mary could only stare at her beautiful daughter. She was everything she wanted and more if only there was something she could do for the fairy Thumbelina in return.

"Mother? Could you leave the book open? I want to look at the pictures as I fall asleep."

"Yes, my dear." Mary did as she was asked. She gave her love one last kiss goodnight before turning to their dog Hero. "Now Hero you watch out for Clarion." The shaggy dog nodded, as dogs do, Mary went around to corner to her room leaving Clarion and Hero alone. Once gone Hero laid his head on his big paws and closed his eyes, ears perked if danger were to come lurking.

Clarion leaned up against her pillow, she gazed at the open book. She wondered if maybe, just maybe, there was someone out there her size she could love and be loved by… "I know there's someone, somewhere, someone who's sure to find me soo-o-o-n." Her sweet voice filling the air, she glided out of bed and danced slowly as she sang her song of love. "After the rain goes there are rainbows. I'll find my rainbow so-o-on…Soon it won't just pretend. Soon a happy ending. Love, can you hear me? If you're near mee-e-e. Sing-g-g your song. Sure and strong-g-g-g. And soo-o-o-o-o-n…"