She was a little thing. hair and eye as red as the rose she was born in. Her name was rosemary but most of the other fairy called her rosy. She was small for a fairy hardly the size of a butterfly. Her size was not the only thing that set her apart also her wing where most fairy wings where harder and more like dragonsfly wing rosy where soft and light like rose petals she was quite and kind alway smiling and playing with the other. When she would come home at the end of the day the roses would reach out the petals at greet there little child home.