The Fairy Godmother walked to the center of the Fairy ball. She noticed a group of gnomes dancing around an old oak tree. The oak tree had a face made up of knotholes and the grain of the bark. He seemed to be smiling as the gnomes merrily dancing around him. As the Fairy Godmother approached closer, the dancing suddenly stopped. One of the gnomes took off his hat and made a deep bow to the Fairy Godmother. “Welcome to Fairy Land. I am the King of the Gnomes. My subjects are all the spirits of the earth.” The Fairy Godmother chuckled to herself, there are sure a lot of queens and kings here. The Gnome king was dressed in a pointed red cap, with soft brown trousers reflecting the color of deep rich earth. His shirt was blue like the clear summer sky.. His hair was red like crackling fire. What the Fairy Godmother liked best about the Gnome King was that his eyes mischievously twinkled when he spoke to her. The Gnome King then continued, “The Wise Oak has lived for many rings.” He w...
