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Daylight fades away as dusk begins to turn to dark. The sun sinks behind the trees while the moon peeps its pale white face onto the scente. The forest slowly comes alive. The tall sinister trees seem to soften into something vaugley human. The fairies slowly drift into view chatting softly amoungst themselves. The driads glide from the trees that are their homes to join the gathering crowd in the open glade. A hush grows over the group as a majestic figure appears in the very center high about the heads of the assembly. She floats gently down to the ground. As soon as the tips of her toes touch the packed dirt the clearing changes and morphs into a grand ballroom. Soft lighting and beautiful music fill the air. The fairies and driads choose partners and begin the intricate, elegant dance to invite spring to visit the land. As the dance progresses the air warms and the trees bud with new leaves. Small sprouts of grass begin to shoot up underfoot.