THE MAGICAL FLOATING ISLAND

Shhhh! Listen to the wind. I, the wind pixie, Windstrex, send my voice on the breeze to travelers in this realm of the air. You have reached my floating island and will need my guidance on your adventure. Those who did not hear and heed met with unfortunate accidents. It is easy to fall off cliffs here as clouds, mists, and air magics come and go without a set pattern. Like the wind! And then there is the winged collector of strange or shiny things. It considers visitors one of the strangest and if one is lucky you are taken to his tree fort. But no worries, just follow my echo! If you look, you may even see my impression near a floating carriage as you travel around and above the island. I love whispering and whistling.. that is me you hear when the wind whistles!

The Master Adventurer has entreated me to assist him here. I owe him for tending me when my wings were injured by a child playing badminton. He had the gift to see me but thought I was the birdie. He had a good arm! The Adventurer found a spell for healing me. He knows a lot of super power magics from his travels in our realms. Plus we both write poetry! Not even I know his real name but consider him a kindred pixie. So trust his wisdom and follow my voice for a wonderous visit you will never forget.