Stories of Daisy’s Dreaming Garden: Daisy Meets Luna (Chapter 3 of 7)
by Christopher Sopher
℗ Published by Christopher Sopher Media, LLC © 2011–2025
Valley of the Sun Press — Crazy Daisy the Pug© Series
Part of Stories of Daisy’s Dreaming Garden
November 28, 2025
Chapter 3: Daisy Meets Luna
Daisy had only just dipped her muzzle into the cool, glistening water when a flicker of movement caught the corner of her eye. Not food. Not a toy. Not a squirrel darting past the fence.
Something else.
Something that didn’t quite belong to the world she knew.
She took a step forward, her small paws pressing into the damp earth, her eyes locked on the unseen marvel waiting in the air. And so, the journey began.
The garden had always held secrets, tucked between the petals and woven into the wind. But today—because Daisy was dreaming—those secrets unfurled.
The fairies had always been here, quiet and hidden, like whispers in the leaves. But today, they stepped into the light.
Daisy crept closer, ears perked, eyes wide. Hovering just above the flowers, a delicate figure floated midair, her wings feathering the breeze. She did not flap like a bird, nor dart like a dragonfly. Instead, she hovered in place, weightless, suspended as if time itself had momentarily forgotten her.
Daisy’s head tilted.
“I see you,” she said, her voice small but certain.
The fairy turned, her translucent wings catching the sunlight in iridescent streaks. A knowing smile curved her lips.
“I see you as well,” she replied.
Daisy took another step forward. “What’s your name?”
The fairy folded her wings slightly, her shimmering form lowering just a little closer. “I’m Luna. And who are you?”
“I’m Daisy. I’m a pug.”
Luna’s smile widened. “Oh, we know who you are. We’ve seen you many times before.”
Daisy’s wrinkled forehead scrunched. “But I’ve never seen you.”
Luna laughed softly, her voice like the wind playing through chimes. “That doesn’t mean we weren’t here.”
She descended gently, her feet touching down onto a smooth, moss-covered rock. Daisy stepped forward, careful, mindful. She had never met a fairy before, and though Luna was small, there was something vast about her presence—like she carried all the secrets of the garden in the folds of her wings.
“You have nothing to fear,” Luna said, her voice gentle. “We won’t harm you. We are fairies. Sometimes we can be a little mischievous, but our hearts are kind, especially toward animals like you.”
Daisy’s tail gave a small wag. “I want to be kind to you too.”
Just then, a second flicker caught Daisy’s attention, another figure flitting through the air above.
Daisy’s ears perked. “Hey! I see you up there!”
The tiny figure, a boy this time, spun midair, his wings slicing through the golden light. He grinned, voice ringing out like laughter on the wind.
“And I see you down there, Daisy.”
Daisy’s head tilted again. “How do you know my name?”
The boy fairy laughed. “We all know your name. You’re Daisy the Pug.”
A question mark seemed to form over Daisy’s furrowed brow. “But… how?”
Luna’s eyes twinkled. “Because we see you even when you don’t see us. We’re always here—watching, listening, waiting between the moments you don’t notice.”
Daisy looked around, suddenly wondering what else had been hidden in the garden all this time.
And in that moment, the dream grew deeper.
Next > Chapter 4: The Watchful Guardian
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: The Dream
Chapter 2: The Awakening
Chapter 3: Daisy Meets Luna
Chapter 4: The Watchful Guardian
Chapter 5: Puck the Golden
Chapter 6: Daisy’s Secret World
Chapter 7: The Journey Home
