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[hermajesty-thesnowqueen-blog]

Elsa & Periwinkle | Winter Magic

Elsa walking through the woods on her way to her ice palace, waving her hands to spread her magic as she went. There was no one else around to be bothered by it, so she used it carelessly for once. She didn't do anything of consequence, just swirled some nice-looking snowflakes around her. She stopped when she saw a plant being covered in frost. Elsa narrowed her eyes, confused. She was sure she hadn't touched it, and Jack certainly wasn't around at the moment. She looked closer and saw what she thought was some kind of blue flower under the leaves. Lifting up a leaf, she was startled to see what seemed to be a small person - with wings. "A fairy?" Elsa breathed quietly. Once the fairy had seen her, Elsa cleared her throat and said, "He-hello there. Who are you?"

[frozentofrost]

Winter Buddies: Jack Frost and Periwinkle

Jack was ready to start bringing winter in. He traveled on the winds to his next spot. He touched down and began tapping things with his staff and watched the frost spread. This was definitely one of his favourite things to do. He loved watching the frost spread out from the one spot he touched. He smiled and continued on his way, taking his time. He began to get puzzled when he noticed somethings seemed to already be frosted when he got to them. "Strange..." He muttered to himself. "I didn't think I had gotten here yet, but maybe I'm just stronger than I thought?" He shrugged it off and kept going. He found a pretty flower and touched then end of it, watching the frost curl across it. But something was strange... Frost seemed to be coming not only from where he touched it, but from the other side of the flower as well. Confused, Jack looked around the flower and was shocked to find a little.... well, he wasn't sure what it was. It kind of looked like Baby Tooth, but blue and less feathery. "Whoa! What....?" he said, startled.

[theperfectgaston-archive]

Gaston and Periwinkle: No One Meets Fairies Like Gaston

IT was winter in France. Gaston was outside when the first snow of the year began to fall. He saw something small and white zip past. It's flight was too strange to be a bird or a snowflake. Gaston followed it. He saw it stop and touch a plant. Frost spread across the plant from where the little fairy had touched it. Gaston smiled. He had met a fairy before. "Well, I see there are many different fairies!" He said loudly, drawing attention to himself. "That Tinkerbell was not the only one!"