Short Story: The Sky Fairies

By Kiara Bean, Correspondent

There it was again: a big flash followed by a loud boom. Olivia ran into the family room with fear in her eyes. The rain poured down in torrents, making it hard to see out of the wide windows. 

Olivia rushed to her mother, who sat on the couch knitting. 

“What is it, Olivia?” Mother asked, putting her work down and pulling the little girl into her arms. 

“It’s really loud outside, Mommy. I’m scared,” Olivia responded. Mother smiled and ran her fingers through her daughter’s beautiful dark curls. 

“There is nothing to be scared of. You are here with me, and you are safe,” she said.

“But I don’t like it. It’s too loud,” cried Olivia. 

“Is it time to tell Livi a story about fairies?” Mother asked. 

Olivia looked at her mother with curious eyes. 


“Yes. You see, it’s Thunder and Lighta. They are sky fairies.”

“Sky fairies? You mean like Tinker Bell?” 

“Yes, just like that. They live in the beautiful Sky Palace with their other friends. They all take turns ruling over the sky.” 

Olivia’s eyes widened with excitement. 

Mother continued: “When it is nice and warm outside, Sunny is ruling. He likes the warmth and enjoys sending his beautiful rays down to Earth. Sometimes, his friend Cumulo joins him on a trip across the sky.”

Another round of thunder scared Olivia again. She shook and hid her face in her mother’s shoulder. 

“I wish they would stop fighting,” Olivia muttered. 

“But they are not fighting, Livi,” Mother said, comforting Olivia. “They are having a party.” Olivia stared up at her mother in surprise. 

“It’s Cloudia’s birthday. Thunder and Electra are entertaining all the fairies in the sky, and everybody is laughing so hard that they are crying.”

“So the rain drops are their tears?” asked Olivia.

“Sure. Those are their tears of happiness.”

“So what is that loud sound that we hear? And what about the light?” Olivia kept asking. 

“The loud sound is the boom of their drums to the music, and the lights are the fireworks for the celebration.”

“Do the sky fairies ever come to Earth, Mommy?”

“Sometimes, when they come to visit their cousins, the flower fairies.”

“So how do they get down?” 

“When it’s sunny, they slide down rays of sunshine. When it’s rainy, they hop into a rain drop, and there they go!” Mother explained. Olivia thought for a moment.

“Do the fairies in the flowers ever get upset when it rains because they get wet?” 

Mother shook her head.

“No. They know that the rain will help their flower houses grow big and beautiful. They just close the petals on their windows and wait for Raina to finish the show. When it’s Sunny’s turn again, the flower fairies come out and sing and dance.”

“Mommy, look! Raina finished her work!” 

Olivia jumped up excitedly and looked through the window. 

“Mommy! Mommy! Can I go outside to look for the flower fairies?” 

“Sure. Just don’t forget your boots because everything will still be wet,” agreed Mother. 

Olivia excitedly pulled on her rain boots and ran outside. She could hear the water dripping off the leaves of the large oak tree in the yard. The sun was peeking through the clouds, making a beautiful rainbow in the sky.

“Hello, Sunny!” Olivia said to the sun.

“Bye-bye, Cloudia!” She waved to the leaving clouds. 

Mother stood on the porch watching Olivia run from flower to flower looking for the fairies. She was happy to see Olivia smiling again.