Aria, granddaughter of Musa of Melody, sat in her rocking chair, while her grandchildren sat in front of her, their eyes sparkling as they waited to hear the story they loved so much. Her son and his wife sat in a corner, and her daughter and her husband leaned against the door frame. Her youngest grandchild, Anna, sat in her lap, looking up in wonder of her beloved grandmother. The old woman smiled.
"My grandmother," She started, "was Musa of Melody, and a fine woman she was. Together with her friends, she defeated evil, brought good to the magical dimension, and proved herself worthy of the world." With that beginning, the story of ups and downs, of twists and turns, of how Aria's grandmother turned from a orphan, to a thief, to a fairy and to a hero.