Little Morgan sat in the snow beneath a slender pine tree and pulled her white wool cape tighter to keep out the winter chill. The last few rays of the sunset were slowly fading behind the trees, and it was starting to snow again. Soon it would be dark, and she still could not remember the way out of the forest.
But Morgan was a brave little girl. Someone would miss her soon and come to find her, or she would find her own way out of the forest. She would not cry.
Then, Morgan heard a tiny laugh. She looked up to see a glowing ball of light floating in front of her. The ball laughed again and floated closer. Morgan held our her hands and the ball sat there. Inside the ball was a little glowing fairy, there to keep Morgan company.
Though the night would be long, cold, and dark, at least Morgan would not have to bear it alone.