She could see white cliffs and emerald-green fields on the island. Rachel felt her heart thump with excitement. “Our vacation is about to begin!” The waves slapped against the side of the ferry as it bobbed up and down on the water. The ferry was sailing toward it, dipping up and down on the rolling waves. She pointed across the blue-green sea at the rocky island ahead of them. For now and always, from this day, Fairyland will be cold and gray! Cover Title Page Dedication Map Poem The End of the Rainbow A Tiny Surprise Fairy Magic Fairies in Danger Jack Frost’s Spell A Visit to Fairyland Teaser Also Available Copyright “Look, Dad!” said Rachel Walker. To seven corners of the human world the Rainbow Fairies will be hurled! I curse every part of Fairyland, with a frosty wave of my icy hand. Cold winds blow and thick ice forms, I conjure up this fairy storm.
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