Would she ever be captured in a painting? In a photograph? Geneva was too small for humans to notice, too quick for the normal eye to see. Little did the humans know, it was her and her fairie kin that brought the magic to this oasis, and many around the world.

The warmth of the sun caressed Geneva’s tiny face, and her peridot, heart-shaped wings camouflaged into the water lilies. Her slender fingertips tapped the water and the ripples made waves. Waves only she could see. To others it probably looked like an errant leaf fell into the waters. Was it ever possible amongst all the unseen magic that, maybe someone did notice her? Geneva didn’t know what was out there in the human world, but she always wondered.

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