As she tinkered, Luna's creations began to take shape. A delicate, moonlit music box, adorned with glittering gemstones, started to play a lullaby that seemed to match the rhythm of the fairies' wings. A shimmering, crystal orb, filled with the soft light of the moon, glowed brightly on Luna's workbench.
The frantic, buzzing energy that usually filled her veins slowed down. Her heart, which usually beat a mile a minute, slowed to a steady, ocean-tide rhythm. Her wings, usually a blur of motion, relaxed and folded against her back. moonstone tinkerbell
Tink lifted off the windowsill. She didn't zip and zag. She glided. She moved with the grace of a falling leaf, silent and hypnotic. As she tinkered, Luna's creations began to take shape
It didn't feel like starlight. Starlight was sharp and prickly, a quick sugar rush. Moonlight was slow. It was thick, like honey, and cold, like the water in the Mermaid Lagoon. The frantic, buzzing energy that usually filled her
: After failing to use a wish to fix the stone, Tinker Bell utilizes her "tinker" talents. With the help of Terence, she incorporates the broken shards into a new scepter design.
(Morning)