Part 2

Moments later, Werleyadia examined the treehouse from various angles and entered through a window. Inside, she observed the items, including the paintings. So, as she examined the paintings, she noticed one depicting the three Fairies and their Land on the desk. “Wow! This is talent!”

“Who created this painting?” She asked. “Fairies, right?”

“What a stunning Land they inhabit!” She wondered.

And while she concentrated on the Land where the Fairies resided, she realized it resembled the center of the forest. “This Land looks like the heart of the forest!”

“Did Ley draw this painting?”

“He is a Painter, right?”

“I have a feeling he did this,” she remarked again, still feeling angry. “Yes. I have identified the one responsible for this mess.”

“Ley did it all!” She reiterated.

In truth, Werleyadia was so furious that she contemplated destroying the treehouse, but then something touched her heart. What touched her heart?

Honestly, it was the painting of the three Fairies and their Land that moved her.

“What if I turned these three Fairies into real Fairies?”

“What do you think?” She pondered. Before leaving the forest, she cast a kind of colorful shiny sandy magic on the paintings, ordering the Fairies to exit the painting as real ones, and then she departed the treehouse to bathe in the River before she vanished.

“Come out, my darlings!”

“Come out, my darlings!” Werleyadia ordered the three Fairies to come out of my painting.