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Little jewels of colour peeking through the snow, painting meadows, mountains, and prairies. They dance in the breeze, play with butterflies, and flirt with the bees.

Not every shimmer amont the blossoms is a flower.

Hidden among the blooms are Sprites-tiny spirits of the wildflowers. To some they are only a flicker of colour, gone in an instant, but to those who believe in magic, they are the living song of wildflowers.