Dear Fairy Sweet,
It was so fantastic to see you at the Twilight Market. I loved the clippies I bought from your stall and those popping Candy Apples were just about the best thing I've ever tasted! The way you never knew when a piece was going to explode. Wasn't it just the most hilarious thing when Yardley's exploded all over his face! Speaking of Yardley he hasn't stopped talking about you ever since we got home. We went to the annual Fairy Punk Picnic on the way home and even that didn't stop him gabbling on about you. Maybe you could write him a letter some time, at least to give him something new to talk about. Speaking of letters, did you read the Dear Pixie letters in that magazine we bought from the Pop Pixie. I'm sure that "Fairy Green" who wrote about the problem with her wings going green is actually Lucinda Lightnoink - did you notice how she had her wings all wrapped up in gossamer wing stockings at the Twilight market - but even then you could still see the green. She should never have used the wing care lotion from that Pixie that lives behind the unfinished forest.Looking forward to hearing from you and missing you terribly already.
Your friend,
Scarlet Fisk.
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