It was a dark and stormy night inside my snowglobe. A tiny flash of lightning and a small rumble of thunder could be heard if you listened closely.

Uncle Ollie had given it to me – he always gave interesting gifts. The gifts were usually magical, like the snowglobe I was holding.

I didn’t dare shake it. Uncle Ollie explained to me that there were really creatures in there – he called them Feys – I did not want to hurt them.

I placed the globe carefully back down.

Someday I would set them free.