Belinda hates her elfin face. She longs to be a fairy-to have a nimble body that moves with the grace of a swan and agility of a bat. She longs to glow like the sun and fly on wings streaked with fire. Fairies live on the plane of dreams and wishes. Elves, on the other hand, are agents of nature, keeping an undying loyalty and partnership with the trees and the animals along The Great River. Elves are one with the forest, able to play with the creatures and learn from the old trees' wisdom. Elves are boring. When the Fairy Queen grants her wish, will Belinda be able to follow the rules that govern a fairy's life, or will she accept her friend Aristotle the Owl's advice to be happy with "WHO" she is?