The girl sits on a perch, a seat, made of a glass leaf, tainted light green in color. Crevices all along making up details on every part of the sculpture, swirls creating a breathtaking design. Thin porcelain legs cascade down the glass leaf, one crossed over the other leading up to a small delicate figure. The girl is made of glass, just like the leaf she is perched upon. Her body has an hourglass figure with a green leaf dress resting on top of her body.  Her pale completion matches her bright blue glass eyes that stare back at you. Along with the green leaf dress she wears, she has a matching pair of flats with a white sphere perched atop the tip of the shoe, hugging her petite feet. One of her feet is off of the ground at the base of the leaf, making her look like she can take off at any desired minute. Her blonde hair is tied into a tight bun, her small hands on either side of her body resting on the leaf below her. Her pink tinted porcelain lips are in a relaxed, closed lipped smile seemingly offering you comfort. Shimmering paint colors the statue, creating the life like details of the girl. White wings sprout from her back, making her look straight and confident. Shimmering paint is staining the wings, making them glisten when light catches them. Her surroundings are a room, which she is clearly misplaced in, her obvious environment a beautiful and majestic clearing in the woods.
Yet she still looks at ease and pleased with the company that one lends. The room color is a beautiful lilac that belongs to a girl. The lilac is the color of petals that would seem to belong to a flower in the imaginary clearing in the woods. There are other sculptures lining next to the porcelain fairy, a princess clad in pink and a little girl with blonde hair in braids and in a green dress holding a breadbasket. A small dog looking at the little girl with admiration accompanies her. The princess with a pink dress draped over her thin figure has blonde, almost gold, curls running down her back. A gold necklace is hung on her neck and a matching crown on the tip of her hairline. The dress has a white collar attached to the top with her dress detailed in pleats. The furniture in the room is a light green much like the green that paints the glass leaf and clothing that belongs to the miniature fairy. The bed has a white frame, and like the rest of the furniture, the sheets are a delicate forest green. The light outside illuminates the space, a nice summers day leaking into the room through the open windows, allowing the world around it to seep in. The calm of the breeze and the chirps of birds’ shows that time is still active. The sound of music, coming from an old music box travels around the room, making the only amount of noise from within evident. The room is neat and untouched. A persona of intelligence and hope fills the air, not suffocating, but just enough to be noticed. Books are piled on the otherwise neat desk. The only clutter in the room is the pictures lining the walls and furniture. All memories stuck in time captured on the walls. The room is still seemingly frozen, untouched, waiting for the owner to return. The porcelain eyes stare at the door awaiting the girl that inhabits the room. Light passes over her wings causing them to shimmer while the light also illuminates her face. The delicate figure that is perched on top of the leaf with delicate features, green clothes made of leaves, pale skin and pink lips is a fairy no other than Tinker Bell.