Out of the corner of your eye, only ever half-glimpsed in a flash of light by the shadow of a hawthorn tree or a sparkle deep in bluebell woods, flits the fairyfly. A common appearance in the fae realm, these magical butterflies are almost never fully seen in our world. Descriptions of these elusive beings are as hazy as a childhood memory; are they pink or blue, as tiny as dancing dust motes or as large as a sparrow?