The month flower of February is Violet and Primrose.
The Violet flower meaning is faithfulness, modesty, remembrance, or innocence.
The Primrose flower meaning is youth, longevity, young love, or safety and protection. The ancient Celts believed large patches of primroses were gateways into the fairy realm.
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In front of the warmly lit fireplace was a group of young children awaiting their grandpa to tell the story. They look just like humans but with a pair of wings on their back. Their sparkly eyes didn't make Grandpa too hurried. He just sat back to enjoy the warmth of the fire when he started telling how he met their grandma.
Once Upon a Time, In a small Celtic village among the forest. There was a young little boy with a special gift who lived there. And because of that gift, nobody wants to be his friend. He can see what others can't -fairies.
He always asked his parents why he saw these tiny creatures. But instead, they'll smile back at him awkwardly and change the subject. Even the day they passed away, they didn't tell him anything and just left him with his cold and abusive aunt.
One night the boy escaped from his house. He strolled through the chilly night wind and discovered the large patches of Primroses. His paces slowed down to a stopped and took in the beautiful scenery.
"Hey!" A small cheerful voice whispered next to his ear. When he turned, the shocking impression fixed his face. A tiny girl, the size of his hands, with a pair of wings waved back.
"Can you see me?" asked the winged girl.
The boy just found his voice, he answered. "Yes, I can." The fairy smiled widely and flew around the boy's head.
"Let's be friends!" with an enthusiastic sound she said. The confused boy asked, "Why me?".
"I never had human friends before." She said as she landed on the boy's shoulder. "They never saw me…", her voice trails to a pause, "…except you!"
The boy, losing in his train of thought, for a moment, said, "yes…?". The fairy beamed and hugged him on the arm. After that fateful night, the boy sneaked out of his house every night to meet his tiny little friend.
Now that the Primrose patches expanded, also his feeling for his fairy friend. One night, the boy whose heart flew to the fairy was about to sneak past his sleeping aunt. Awaked and Angry, she beat her nephew and locked him in his room.
He threw a tantrum and smashed the door, but his aunt just turned her blind eyes and went back to her bed. The boy sat hugging his knees and cried in the dark....
