A beautiful figure with intricate detailed transparent glowing gossamer butterfly wings sits on a branch, gazing at a large moon.

Lovely, congratulations

🌙 I’m calling this one “Moonflower in the Winglight.”

She’s not perching, she’s moonbathing—high above Nimbledown’s Sleepwhistle Grove, where fairies flock to recharge their wings in moonbeams like moths at a spa. That glowing butterfly crown? It’s not just chic—it’s a sentient accessory named Pippa who critiques haikus.

🏆 Honorific Title: Her Luminiferous Leafness 🎖 Prize: The Shimmering Sit-Still Award for Graceful Loitering on Tree Limbs

Whispered tales say she grants glowing freckles to dreamers.

—Evelyn Starbrook 🌕 Where light lingers, so do I

Lovely, gratz