Noah loved animals and birds. He loved to read about them in his books. One sunny day, Noah sat in his room, looking at his favorite picture book. It showed a big, red volcano, and Noah imagined it erupting with bright, hot lava!
Suddenly, Noah heard a tiny voice, "Hello there!" Noah looked around but couldn't see anyone. "Up here, silly!" the voice giggled. It was Jacob, Noah's pet parrot, perched on the bookshelf. "Did you say something, Jacob?" Noah asked, surprised. Jacob just flapped his wings and chuckled.
That's when Noah noticed something sparkling inside his book. As he got closer, he saw a tiny door in the picture of the volcano. It was so small; Noah could barely fit his little finger through! "Wow!" Noah whispered. He peeked inside and saw a swirling light, all colors of the rainbow. He felt a gentle tug and before he knew it, he was being pulled through the tiny door!
He tumbled into a world unlike anything he'd ever seen. There were flowers taller than houses, giant mushrooms with polka dots, and little rivers of sparkling juice! "Where am I?" Noah wondered aloud. "Welcome to Fairyland!" chirped the tiny voice again. This time, Noah saw who it belonged to. It was a little fairy, no bigger than his thumb, with delicate wings that shimmered like soap bubbles.
"I'm Flora," the fairy said with a smile. "We fairies live in this volcano and protect it. But lately, our magic has been getting weak because we haven't been spending enough time in nature." Noah remembered what he had learned about nature in his books. "Being in nature is important," he said, nodding seriously. "It helps us feel calm and happy."
Flora clapped her hands. "Exactly! Will you help us get our magic back?" she asked. Noah, always happy to help, agreed immediately. He spent the day playing with the fairies amongst the flowers and the giant trees. They danced with the butterflies, splashed in the waterfalls, and breathed in the fresh, clean air.
As the sun began to set, Noah felt a warmth spread through him. He realized it wasn’t just the setting sun; it was the magic returning to Fairyland! The flowers seemed to bloom brighter, the waterfalls roared louder, and the air buzzed with energy. Flora and the other fairies were ecstatic! "You did it, Noah! You helped us bring back the magic!" Flora exclaimed, giving Noah a big hug.
Just then, Noah heard Jacob squawking his name. Noah realized it was time to go home. He hugged Flora goodbye and promised to visit again soon. With a gentle push from the fairies, he found himself back in his room, his book still open on the floor.
He looked around his room, feeling different. The world seemed a little brighter, a little more magical. From then on, Noah made sure to spend time in nature every day. He knew that even though he couldn't see them, Flora and her fairy friends were always around, making sure the world was filled with wonder and magic. And sometimes, just sometimes, when the sun hit his book just right, Noah could have sworn he saw a tiny door leading back to Fairyland.
