Long ago, Neverland was just a dream, created by the minds of many, many children. Filled with pirates, lost boys, alligators, and fairies. The first fairies began with just an oak tree that one day just sprouted from out of the ground. From this great oak tree, four ministers were born. Each minister had his or her own season, their season corresponded with their name. A queen was born from the tree too. She was to be known as Queen Clarion. The queen protected the tree, which was soon named the Pixie Dust Tree, and each of the four seasons surrounded it. This tree generated pixie dust giving power to the Queen and the four ministers making them able to fly.
At the same time a sparrowman was born from a pixie dust fall, deep in the Winter Woods. He had the name of Milori and was able to fly as well. He was well built, muscular, and had silver hair. This forest soon was home to other fairies, but they had no wings and no one to rule them.
The Minister of Winter didn't prefer the cold of winter. Instead she lived in the Pixie Dust tree along with Queen Clarion and the other three ministers.
Milori ruled the winter fairies instead, and became known as Lord Milori, the Lord of Winter. He ruled with a kind, but, to an extent, firm hand. Helping the people he ruled over in creating homes, and teaching them about their unknown talents.
As time went on both sides gained more and more fairies. The warm fairies were born with wings, making it easier for them to use their talents, but the winter fairies continued to be born without. The winter fairies' talents and jobs became harder and harder though. Lord Milori found that his wings made jobs easier, and decided to journey to the pixie dust tree to ask that his people have them too.
"Now Lord Milori, ya must take caution, your wings were made for the cold of winter. It is unknown of what will happen to them or yaself in the warm seasons," the keeper stated as Milori prepared for his journey.
"I'll be riding one of the owls there, if something does happen he can bring me back," Milori assured.
The keeper, also known as Dewey, was about to protest but decided not to. His loyalty to the Lord of Winter often overcame his actions.
"It's for the good of the fairies!" Milori called as he exited the great library. Dewey let out a sigh, knowing that the intentions of the lord were for the winter fairies.
Milori let out a low trill and waited. Moments later a majestic snow-white owl appeared, wearing a jeweled rein and landed in front of him. The bird stood as Milori flew onto him. "To the pixie dust tree!" Milori called as the bird leaped into the air. The owl scaled over the mountains, and through the Winter Woods. A look of determination upon Milori's face. The edge of the Winter Woods neared, Milori wasn't going to turn back now. Then it happened and they were in the Autumn Wood.
It was several degrees warmer, for a moment he felt a surge of both excitement and nervousness but then it passed. The great tree was in sight, and it would be just moments before he would arrive. As the owl glided through the woods, they passed many Autumn fairies. Fast flying fairies zoomed up to them. Milori would look over and smile at them as they would smile back, then fly off. The owl rose above the trees, more birds following them. A baby blue bird struggled as it tried to fly beside them. Milori held out his hand, just touching the bird's wing. The blue bird then leveled out and began to fly with ease, and chirped in delight. Milori laughed, "Good, you can do it!".
The owl then broke off from the flock of birds, twisting and turning through the trees. The pixie dust tree was much larger in person. Many fairies were throughout the tree, most were tinkers. His owl spun through the branches of the great oak, leaves flying everywhere. Cheers let out, all throughout the tree. Near the middle of the tree was an clearing. Milori's owl dropped towards it, and Milori leaped off doing a mid air somersault and landing perfectly. He bowed as the nearby fairies cheered. Milori realized that now it was much warmer when he wasn't flying with the cool breeze. He turned and entered the tree.
Inside the four ministers stood, talking amongst themselves. Redleaf glanced over at Milori and quickly broke up the conversation. He was tall, not much taller than Milori, and wore a reddish suit made of red and golden leaves. "State your business!" he called.
"I am the Lord of the winter fairies, I have come to discuss some important matters with the queen!" Milori introduced himself.
"See, because you can't stand the cold, this sparrowman is doing your job!" Redleaf argued with Snow. She was thin and about the same height as the Minister of Autumn, she also wore a snow-white dress. They bickered back and forth for a few minutes. Milori dismissed the quarrel as irrelevant and carried on.
"Honestly, it's like you two are a married couple!" Hyacinth interrupted. He was taller than the others, and wore a suit made of fresh blossoms. The other two stopped bickering a moment, looked at each other in disgust. So then he too was dragged into the arguing as well.
"Now what could be so important that you have to speak with the queen herself?" Sunflower asked, obviously annoyed with the others. She was shorter than the others and wore a dress made of lilies. She seemed like the person to talk to at the moment.
Milori turned and exposed his wings to them. The minister gasped, even the ones bickering stopped to notice his wings. "You have wings!" Sunflower gasped.
"That involves my wanting to speak with the queen," Milori stated.
"He has wings, a frost sparrowman, no, no winter fairy has ever had wings. This is magnificent!" Redleaf cried.
"Excuse me," Milori began.
"We must tell the queen!" Hyacinth exclaimed ignoring Milori's attempt to intervine altogether.
"Tell me what?" a soft, warm voice interrupted. The ministers froze and made way for the queen. Her eyes grew wide, when she saw the sparrowman's wings. The queen was shorter than Milori, and had captivating sapphire eyes that he seemed to get lost in. Her shining golden-brown hair was pinned up, and she had both golden wings and a golden dress. She was the most beautiful and elegant fairy Milori had ever seen, he had trouble looking away. After a short moment he then cleared his throat and introduced himself.
"This is most peculiar, your wings don't break in the cold of the winterwoods?" Queen Clarion asked as she examined them.
"No..." Milori replied, the room began to seem blurry. He blinked his eyes to keep them in focus.
"Why have you come here?" Queen Clarion asked.
"Um..." he began. His mind went for a moment blank and he felt the room begin to spin around him.
"Are you alright?"
Milori tried to answer her but he couldn't speak, the words just wouldn't come out. He felt tired, lightheaded, and out of breath.
Queen Clarion asked him something else, but all he saw was her mouth moving, no words were heard. All he could tell was that something was wrong based in her look of concern. Milori dropped to his knees, everything becoming blurry again.
The ministers gasped, Queen Clarion stood not knowing what to do.
The last thing Milori saw was his owl leaping into the room screeching and everything suddenly faded to black.
Milori opened his eyes, everything still a blur. A voice could be faintly heard. He blinked many times to refocus his eyes. He was back in the keeper's library, lying down on the icy floor. Milori pushed himself off the floor, and walked clumsily over to Dewey's pedestal. "Ah you're awake, now what did I tell ya?" Dewey asked.
"What?" Milori puzzledly replied, everything that had happened in the past few hours was a blur.
"You're lucky the Minister of Winter knew what to do when ya passed out,".
"What happened? Why is my head throbbing so much?", Milori propped himself up against a pile of books as he spoke.
"Didn't you hear me?" the Keeper paused a moment, "It's too warm for winter fairies to stay in the warmer seasons, and after a while the heat weakens them. I'm just surprised ya lasted as long as ya did!".
"I take it I didn't speak with Queen Clarion then?".
"Ya did for about two minutes, but then ya passed out right at her feet,".
"Well that's not much of a first impression,". Milori turned to leave the library.
"Uh, where do ya think you're going?" Dewey asked.
"I said I was going to speak with the queen and ask her about the winter fairies having wings. Then that's what I'm going to do!". Milori continued his way to the door.
"Ya just passed out, don't ya think that's not the best idea?".
"My people come before me!" Milori answered as he walked out the door.
"Again with him, he's... stubborn," Dewey muttered and then continued his writing.
Queen Clarion stood discussing the soon to come winter, with the ministers. "There must be a more efficient way to get snowflakes to the mainland," Snow stated.
"Well maybe..." Redleaf began in an aggressive tone, but stopped when he noticed Sunflower glare at him.
"If we don't come up with a new plan, Winter won't be on time, and the Autumn fairies aren't prepared for a long Autumn!" he exclaimed.
"Now, panicking is not the answer, we still have time before the seasons change," Queen Clarion assured.
"May I make a suggestion?" Milori asked as he entered the tree.
The Queen's eyes widened at his presence, she was shocked that he even came back. "You've come back!".
"Yes, and I have a proposal that may just solve the problem,".
"And what might that be?".
"If you wouldn't mind, could we continue this elsewhere, a colder climate perhaps?".
"Very well then,".