Pixie & Iolana
Iolana Iolana
Hey Pixie, imagine if dragons were just misunderstood dream-weavers who accidentally color the sky in their sighs—what would that look like on a glittered cloak?
Pixie Pixie
Oh wow, that’s like a sunrise stitched out of moonbeams and confetti! Picture a cloak that’s a rainbow of twilight—each sigh a swirl of glitter, and the whole thing gently quivers as the dragons sleep, painting the clouds with sleepy, purple‑gold mist. It’d sparkle every time you blink, like a living aurora! 🌈✨