I know it's only been a few days since I've started writing this, and the end isn't exactly right around the corner, but I have to get something off my chest. When I started writing this, I didn't think it would get any views at all, let alone any reviews. But now, four (I think) days later, I have fifteen reviews (none of them negative) and over 200 views. I have no words to describe how much I want to thank you for reading what I've written. It's what makes me excited to work as hard as I am to release new chapters. So, from the bottom of my heart, I thank you.

The Fallen Author 19: I'm so glad you think so. As for character development, I have realized that it's lacking. Sometime in the future, when my writing skills have improved, I intend to write an entirely revised version of this story. Oh, and don't count your chickens until they've hatched, the story isn't quite over yet.

Now, we left off with Cristov running into the Winter Woods in search of The Keeper. Let's see how he's doing, shall we?

Disclaimer: OCs=mine Everything else=Disney's


I'm starting to think this was a bad idea, Cristov thought to himself as he pressed through a snowstorm that had come out of nowhere. I can't see a single thing. Maybe I ought to turn back? No. That's not an option. All of Pixie Hollow is depending on me! I can't let them down! Suddenly, he bumped into something solid. Cristov looked up and saw what appeared to be a house. He walked around it until he found a door, upon which he started knocking.

After his third knock, the door flew open, revealing a very pale, slender, blue-eyed fairy with white hair in a light blue dress. Quickly she ushered him in before going to find some blankets. "What were you doing out there?" she asked. "In fact, what are you doing over here at all? You're a warm fairy!" She finally found a blanket and threw it over Cristov, who had sat down in an armchair.

"I have to see the Keeper," was what he attempted to say, but all that came out was a hoarse croak.

"Here," the fairy said, handing Cristov a cup of what appeared to be tea. "It's cold, but it should help clear your throat. I'm Periwinkle by the way."

After finishing the tea, he attempted to speak again. "I'm Cristov. I have to see the Keeper, it's an emergency."

"Why?" she asked suddenly concerned. "What's wrong?"

"A plague has hit the warm seasons..."

"Ooh!" Periwinkle gasped, putting her hands to her mouth. "Is Tinker Bell okay?" At his surprised look, she explained, "She's my sister. We discovered this at the beginning of the winter."

"You know, I can kind of see that," Cristov said with a sympathetic smile. "Unfortunately, she has caught the illness. But she's strong, and should be able to pull through. But, I need the Keeper's help." He took out the book. "I found a potential cure in here, but a bookworm ate the chapter."

"Well," Periwinkle said, apologetically. "Until this snowstorm passes, you're stuck here."

"When will that be?"

Peri shrugged. "Who knows?"

"I hope it's soon. I don't have much time."

"Well, why don't you go to sleep?" Peri suggested. "You must be exhausted after walking through that cold..." Suddenly she realized something. "Oh my! The cold! I know you're wearing a jacket, but in that snowstorm... Your wings? Are they okay?"

Cristov chuckled. "There's no need to worry. I wasn't born with wings. I run everywhere, and I'm an excellent climber."

"Oh," Peri said. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I enjoy running and climbing. There's just such a thrill to them that I'm sure I'd miss if I could just fly everywhere." All of a sudden, he let out a big yawn. "As long as I'm here, I guess I might as well sleep a little."


Well, we get to meet Periwinkle now (which I can in all honesty say I didn't plan until yesterday). I also realize that there is a lot of pre-text and very little story, and I apologize for that. I'll try to make the rest of the chapters longer. I just really wanted to thank you for staying with this story :) Anyways, please rate/review!