Chapter 5 The Magic Garden

• 'Dance every performance as if it were your last. Dance from your heart and let your passion shine through.'
• What is going on? Why is she seeing in this garden? Does it mean she was in a magic garden?
• Nora thought as she looked around in bewilderment. So many questions left unanswered.
• She tried to come up with a reason why she was here but couldn't.
• As if she was still in control, she began walking down a part which suddenly appeared on her right side.
• As she walked, she couldn't help but notice the beauty of the garden. Filled with all kinds of flowers, the garden smells nicely and as much as she wondered where she was, Nora smiled for the first time.
• She was so much taken by the beauty of the garden that she didn't notice when she stopped moving. When she did, she gasped out in shock and dismay at what her eyes saw.
• Right in front of her were plenty of fairies, all kinds of fairies, small and beautiful, but something seemed odd with the way they moved. The huge tree they surrounded was lifeless, all its leaves were gone. The tree was completely dried and dead.
• Nora moved closer and closer to the fairies that surrounded the tree to check why they all seemed to be floating inside of flying. Once she was close enough, she noticed all of them weren't moving at all, their eyes were closed as if they were..
• "Dead?"
• A voice whispered in her ears.
• Nora shrieked in fear and almost fell down but quickly stopped herself, she looked up but saw no one. Nora looked frantically everywhere but couldn't see the one who spoke.
• "Who is there!?" Nora shouted, her voice echoed around her, she wasn't afraid, she was just curious to see the owner of the voice.
• "Shh, don't scream out loud, I am standing on top of your head, and no, don't use your large hand to check if truly I am in your head." The voice answered in a convivial way.
• "Where am I and who am I speaking to?" Nora asked. "At least can I see who I am having this conversation with?" She added.
• Nora suddenly found herself staring at a tiny person in front of her, she was flying around in circles. A tiny beautiful female fairy, her wings were blue, her hair blue, her eyes blue, in fact everything about her even the clothes she wore was blue.
• "Who are you? Am I dreaming?" Nora asked.
• "A fairy like what you humans do call us and no you're not dreaming." She answered.
• "I know you're a fairy but what is your name, why are those fairies floating around that tree and not moving like you, and why am I here?" Nora asked.
• "My name is Daisy, and yes, those fairies you see are dead. And to answer your last question, you're here because you have to be here." The little fairy now known as Daisy answered.