There is a person on Pixie Hollow Forums who had an idea of how to organize a pixie hollow reunion, so I thought I would put a link to the post here to try to let my followers know about it.
For this edit I blended the original pumpkin collection with the new pumpkin collection, and added a little of my own style. 😉
Fly with you later!
48 months. 208 weeks. 1461 days. 35064 hours. That’s how long it’s been since Pixie Hollow closed. I have no screenshots, no videos, no recording of my Pixie Hollow experience. I was not even able to see the last hours of Pixie Hollow, due to my confusion at whether 12pm was noon or midnight. Thinking it was midnight, I went to school and came back expecting to have a few more hours, but finding out I had none. For most of the time after the announcement of the closing, I had been focusing on trying to keep Pixie Hollow open, rather than storing memories away. I have cried so much over Pixie Hollow’s closing, and I wish so much that it could be back.
Fly with you later.
(If you’re confused about the tree thing, early art of the pixie dust tree looked like the picture I added to this post.)
A loud rumbling shook Pixie Hollow. Unbeknownst to the fairies, Kyto had awoken. Kyto the dragon had been sleeping in Never Land’s volcano for thousands of years, so long that the fairies didn’t even know he existed.
As soon as she heard the sound, Fawn woke up. Is that…could that have been Gruff? she thought hopefully. She flew as quickly as she could to the neverbeast’s cave, not telling anyone her hopes in case he had not woken up.
On her way to the cave, a messenger talent stopped her, saying, “The pixie dust tree is turning LAVENDER! Or maybe a purplish blue, but the point is that it’s changing color.”
“Does that have anything to do with the rumble?”
“According to Terence, who was there when it happened, the rumbling caused him to fall out of the tree. When he got back up, he saw the edges of the leaves were not green anymore.”
“Oh, I guess it has nothing to do with Gruff then,” Fawn said sadly.
The messenger shook her head. “Some fairies are panicking, as we don’t know what this means for Pixie Hollow. I really need to go, but if you want to try to find answers, go to the library.” At that, the messenger flew off.
Tinker Bell, always trying to solve problems, went to the library. After searching for hours, she found an illustration of the Pixie Dust tree with dusky, light-purplish-blue leaves. The rest of the book was riddled with holes from the bookworm, so she planned to talk to the keeper the next day.
Rosetta was inspecting the pixie dust tree along with all the other garden talents, trying to see if it was sick or if there was another cause. After they concluded their inspection, Rosetta reminded them of the one Zarina had grown. They flew to it, and sure enough, it was also turning blue. Rosetta went to Zarina’s workshop and found her writing in her notebook. “Zarina, have you heard about what’s happening to the pixie dust tree?” “Who hasn’t?” Zarina replied. “Well, it’s happening to the one you grew too.” “Oh! I’ll examine the dust and compare it to my previously-taken supply. If you see my apprentice, tell her to come in.”
A loud rumbling shook Pixie Hollow. Unbeknownst to the fairies, Kyto had awoken. Kyto the dragon had been sleeping in Never Land’s volcano for thousands of years, so long that the fairies didn’t even know he existed. As soon as she heard the sound, Fawn woke up. Is that…could that have been Gruff? she thought hopefully. She flew as quickly as she could to the neverbeast’s cave, not telling anyone her hopes in case he had not woken up.
I know that most people who read my blog know about Pixie Hollow, but not everything about Never Fairies. If you’ve read the books, you’ll know they are different than the movies, but you might not know that the movies actually take place before the books. I want to share my theories and maybe use them to write some stories, please give me your feedback.
Do you have any ideas for songs I should write? I am trying to write a song but it can be hard to come up with ideas.