In tales that start with onceuponatimes, Faeries know of a Boy who had a silver tongue. They would gather round while He spoke, and they watched in awe as he wove word after word, phrase after phrase in and out and over each other. 

And in the middle of a mound of Faeries all entranced by the Boy, there is one Special Girl Faerie who watched more closely than the others. She does this while wishing that she, Girl Faerie, also had his Gift. You see.. [Read more]