Ariel,the tender Sprite had descended on the land of common natives to look out for goodness. Unseen and hidden in the verdant bush, it donned its pink glasses nosed with sharp whiskers. The glasses could see through all masquerades and pretentious charades and the sharp whiskers tingled on each stroke of goodness. But the Sprite was forlorn and dismal for goodness was a rare commodity in the dark world. It did not give up.
As the new day dawned, it waved it’s magic wand to paint the world pink,infusing goodness into malevolent souls,spreading love and compassion and giving solace to the wretched souls.
And people believed in her magic.
They invoked the comical Ariel to wipe away the plagued sorrow and leave world a happy place to live in.