It was a beautiful summer day throughout the New England countryside. The sun was shining brightly down upon the forest that surrounded the preserve of Feyflower. Small birds zipped between the foliage of the trees, while rabbits and other small animals trotted across the ground.

Sitting on an inflatable recliner in the middle of the pool near the house was Callie, who was wearing only a magenta bathing suit and dark sunglasses. As the shades concealed her eyes, it was hard for one to detect that she had, in actuality, dozed off and was currently taking a catnap. A few fairies were even resting with her. Some were scattered across her body; others were lying down on areas of the recliner that her body did not occupy.

Life was perfect. The Society of the Secret Rune had been abolished, peace had been restored to the magical world, and everyone was now free to live their lives. Coupled with the warm sunlight and the calmness of the pool water, Callie felt as though she was enclosed within a bubble of pure bliss.