Image Description: A whimsical, pastel-coloured woodland scene shows six anthropomorphic fairycakes gathered outside a cupcake-shaped house with a large swirl of frosting for a roof. A wooden sign reads “Welcome to Fluffwood Hollow,” and a small curved wafer bridge crosses a golden syrup stream in the foreground.
Each fairycake character has distinct sponge colouring, frosting details, and delicate wings:
One vanilla cake with lemon wings floats gracefully in the air (likely Miss Buttercup Bloom).
A sticky toffee cake with caramel colouring zips across from the right, trailing playful energy (Rolo Ripple).
Two cherry-coloured fairycakes stand on the ground smiling warmly — one likely to be Cherry Tumble.
A fairycake with a nutty, oat-topped sponge hovers low, holding a honey jar and looking slightly grumpy (Branberry Crumbletop).
A zesty orange cake with candied peel wings (Clementine Cocoa) flies toward the viewer with a joyful expression.
A glowing orange jellybee buzzes nearby, adding a touch of sparkle. In the background, pastel towers, cupcake trees, and spongey houses peek through a sugar-mist forest, suggesting a magical village beyond.
The overall tone is soft, magical, and inviting — a perfect representation of the gentle, sweet world of Fluffwood Hollow.
Chapter One – The Grove Beneath The Sugar Mist
Deep beyond the marshmallow meadows and the sugar-dusted hills, where the breeze smells faintly of lemon drizzle and the trees hum with syrupy sap, lies a hidden grove known only to those who believe in soft magic and sweet things.
Fluffwood Hollow.
Here, the trees are made of sponge cake and swirl-top towers rise from the forest floor like frosted birthday candles. Delicate wafer bridges stretch across pools of jelly, and sugar-laced mist drifts gently through the peppermint grass. Jellybees wobble through the air, glowing faintly as they buzz, and sprinklebirds leave trails of edible glitter in their wake.
It’s a place where fairycakes live.
Not ordinary cakes, mind you. These are fully living, fluttering, talking fairycakes — each with arms, legs, and warm crumbly hearts. They’re made of sponge and icing, of jam and joy, and each one has wings.
Some wings are made of spun sugar, some of lemon peel, others of soft wafer or sugar lace. And each one is different — just like the fairycakes themselves.
There are many who live in Fluffwood Hollow, but six in particular are known as the founding fairycakes. Not because they were the first to arrive, but because they care for the Hollow in their own special ways, helping the seasons turn and the stories flow.
First among them is Miss Buttercup Bloom, a gentle vanilla sponge with lemon swirl wings and a soft-spoken wisdom that calms even the windiest frosting storm. She lives in the golden Sunpetal Tree, where the breeze always seems to sing in rhyme.
Then there’s Rolo Ripple, a sticky toffee cake with caramel-drizzle wings and a knack for finding trouble disguised as adventure. He says he once discovered a lost map under a jam tart. No one knows if it’s true, but he’s always halfway through another plan.
Cherry Tumble, the youngest of the six, is a cherry sponge with sugar lace wings and a nervous flutter. She tries her best to be brave, even when her wings flap a bit too fast. Her jam core sometimes wobbles when she’s anxious, but her kindness never does.
Branberry Crumbletop prefers quiet mornings and strong tea. His oat-parchment wings glide low and steady, and he’s been known to grumble his way through three tasks before breakfast. But beneath his nutty crust is a heart as warm as any oven.
High up in the Cloudloaf Roost lives Bluebell Drizzle, a lavender cake with blueberry ripple and wings like shards of frost-kissed sugar. She listens to the wind, watches the weather, and sometimes knows what you’re going to say before you do.
And last, but never least, is Clementine Cocoa — all zesty swirls and chocolate sponge, with candied peel wings that shimmer in the moonlight. She’s the storyteller of the Hollow, the rhyme-maker, the mischief-singer, and the keeper of strange and wonderful tales.
These six fairycakes flutter through the Hollow like soft-hearted keepers of wonder. They garden with sprinkle shovels, bake sunbeam scones, and sometimes follow glowing crumbs deep into the woods.
They live simply, kindly, and always curiously.
And today, a new story is about to begin — one that starts with a fairycake called Cherry Tumble… and a wing that wouldn’t set.
Blind Man Makes 