The first fairy

Once upon a star, the first fairy was born. She had magical powers of great proportions. Also, she had the ability to turn things into fairies of various types. So, she continued through the universe. Spreading love and happiness wherever she went. Creation creating creation.

Now, it wasn’t the type of fairy we know today. She was as tiny as a single atom to put it in perspective. A little ball of energy locked forever. Capable of moving anywhere in all of creation. She would feed off the invisible energies of existence. That was her source of power.

For eons and eons, the first fairy grew its magical legion. Each one carrying its own unique power, and above all, they could fly within its boundaries. The first was unaware of how she became into existence until she passed a familiar star one day. A flash of her birth came upon her.

“I’ve been waiting for you. A long time has passed since I created you. I wanted to tell you sooner that you came from me, but you looked so happy, fresh and new on the scene. It reminded me of when I was first created,” said the star.

“I felt that you looked so familiar to me,” said the first fairy. “Why did you create me,” she asked?

“I created you because I am all-powerful to do it. Your purpose is to bring peace and joy throughout the heavens, to have fun,” said the star.

The first fairy couldn’t believe what she heard from her creator. All this time she had assumed that she had created herself. About as early as she could remember. The first fairy realized that it was not the first fairy after all. But instead of anger, a rush of excitement fell upon her. A new chapter has begun.

All of the other fairies that she created were filled with happiness throughout the cosmos. They have all understood how they came into existence. Peace and joy continued to be spread throughout existence. It was a time of bountiful blessings. The end.