A tiny, cosy caravan-shaped fairy house, painted in cheerful yellow and blue, tucked into the forest floor, evoking a sense of wanderlust and adventure.

Tucked between the roots and fallen leaves, the tiny yellow-and-blue Caravan House rests lightly upon the forest floor, as if it could roll away at any moment. This is the home of Drift, the fairy of Wandering Winds, who never stays in one place for too long. Always following the shifting breezes and changing seasons, Drift’s home is more of a resting place than a permanent dwelling.

A nomad among fairies

Unlike other fairies who settle into cozy homes, Drift prefers the call of adventure. They follow the rustling of the wind, traveling wherever the air carries them. One day, they might wake up by the riverbank, watching the water dance in the sunlight, and the next, they could be nestled beneath a toadstool deep in the woods. Their magic allows them to harness the wind, using it to gently lift their home whenever the urge to travel arises.

Drift is a storyteller, collecting whispers from the wind and tales from the trees. Whenever they stop for a night, the other fairies gather around to hear about distant places, forgotten corners of the fairy trail, and hidden wonders that only Drift has seen.

A day in the life of a wanderer

One breezy morning, Drift felt the pull of the wind urging them towards the northern part of the trail. Packing up their tiny belongings, they summoned a playful gust to nudge their caravan forward. As they journeyed, they stopped to visit Glimmer, who reflected golden light through the trees, and Flossie, whose sweet-scented breezes filled the air.

Along the way, they discovered a hidden meadow filled with glowing mushrooms, a secret place no fairy had spoken of before. Excited, Drift tucked the memory away, knowing they would share the tale at the next gathering.

The magic of movement

Drift reminds the fairies of the Foss Fairy Trail that the world is always changing, and there is magic to be found in every new place. If you ever feel a sudden gust of wind tugging at your hair or see a tiny, round caravan resting beneath a tree, you might just be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of Drift, the fairy who follows the call of the wandering winds.