once in a blue moon there was a clearing in the centre of the dark forest in the daytime it was an ordinary clearing but at night strange bright flowers of different hues pooped up from the ground and pixies spilled out to dance in their clearing all night long at the break of dawn a little fairy appeared in front of them she was called Daisy they would creep back into their flowers slip back underground and sleep all day this went on for centuries but then one night a boy found them and took many of them away for his own selfish reason he sold them and made a fortune but quickly ran out of money this is my eighth story on the list he came back to the clearing every night for year but they never came up again the moonlight was very dark he died one day but before doing so he whispered into his nephew’s ear