(Sean's Perspective)
Taking a seat in the shade offered by the vine-covered pergola, Ian and I watch as Darby wanders placidly among the plantings in the private courtyard that connects both our rooms. Green magic trickles from her fingertips, and everywhere she wanders, the already lush greenery of the garden surges to magical life. New blossoms burst forth on the flowering plants and trees, filling the air with a sweet floral fragrance. Bees, butterflies and hummingbirds dart along with her, thrilled by the sudden availability of new blooms and flower nectar and the magical presence of a Faery queen.
