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Marina Blue Studio

Marina Blue Studio. Original Artist. Marina Martinsson

07/10/2025

Mermaids

05/10/2025

🍄 Helping Mommy with Dinner 🍄
In the quiet corners of the forest, two little gnomes gathered mushrooms for supper.

Each one carefully chosen, each one a treasure from the mossy ground.

They whispered to the forest spirits to bless the meal with warmth and laughter —
for nothing tastes as sweet as love shared beneath autumn leaves. 🍂✨

04/10/2025

Something Else... Tranquility

03/10/2025

🌙 "The Autumn Night Fairy" 🍁

When twilight painted the forest in silvery blue and amber gold, the little Autumn Fairy awoke beneath her crown of blossoms. Her wings shimmered , catching starlight as she tiptoed through fallen leaves.

Every evening, she whispered to the trees, reminding them to let their leaves fall gently, so children could laugh and play in golden piles. She sang lullabies to the owls, and her soft glow guided the foxes home through the mist.

But her most secret duty was the guarding of dreams. If you ever find yourself under autumn’s stars and feel a sudden warmth in your heart, it may be her magic—an autumn wish fluttering softly to you.
✨🍂🧚‍♀️
May your night be filled with her golden glow.

02/10/2025

✨Deep in the golden forest, where the autumn leaves dance , lived two Autumn sisters. One wore the colors of harvest pumpkins, the other the shades of twilight blooms. Hand in hand, they spread laughter and warmth wherever they went—reminding everyone that the true magic of the season is sharing it together.✨
🌿🍁

01/10/2025

🌙 “The Midnight Pumpkin Keeper” 🎃🐈‍⬛

On Halloween night, when the moon is big and round, a tiny witch-kitten wakes from her slumber. With eyes as bright as lanterns, she puts on her pointed hat and slips into the enchanted forest.

Her job is very important—she is the Pumpkin Keeper, the guardian of every glowing jack-o’-lantern in the land.
As bats flutter and ghosts giggle in the distance, the kitten places her paws gently on the pumpkins, whispering spells that keep their lights burning bright until dawn.

Without her magic, Halloween would be dark and quiet, with no twinkling glow to guide little trick-or-treaters.

And so, under the watchful moon, the kitten sits proudly, guarding her pumpkins, her tiny heart filled with courage.

If you ever see a flicker in your jack-o’-lantern, perhaps it’s her—sprinkling a little starlight into your night.
✨🐾🎃

30/09/2025

🌸✨ The Flower Guardian ✨🌸

In a hidden realm where petals whisper secrets to the wind, there lives a little angel known as the Flower Guardian. 🌿💫 Her wings shimmer with golden lace, and in her hands, she carries a bouquet of blossoms gathered from gardens that bloom only in dreams. 🌹🌼

Each flower she holds carries a blessing — roses for love, daisies for joy, bluebells for hope, and wildflowers for courage. When she visits the world of humans, she gently scatters invisible petals, leaving behind comfort for those who are weary, and light for those who feel lost. 🌸🕊️

It is said that if you close your eyes and imagine her standing beside you, your heart will be wrapped in peace, and a soft fragrance of flowers will guide your spirit toward brighter days. 💖✨

🌷💫

28/09/2025

🎃✨ The Pumpkin Lantern Angel ✨🎃

On Halloween night, when the veil between worlds is thin, a tiny angel with fiery orange wings drifts through the sky, carrying glowing pumpkins to light the way. 🌙🕯️

They call her the Pumpkin Lantern Angel. Wherever she flies, shadows scatter, and frightened hearts find courage. She whispers to the pumpkins, and they shine with smiles—soft lanterns guiding children safely on their trick-or-treat adventures. 🍬👻

People Say: if you see her lanterns twinkle above, your night will be filled with laughter, warmth, and just the right touch of spooky magic. ✨🍂

So look up, dear wanderer—the Pumpkin Lantern Angel might just be lighting your path tonight…

🧡👻

26/09/2025

The Fairy and the Dragonling ✨🍂

In the heart of the ancient forest, where golden leaves carpet the earth and whispers of magic linger in the air, lived a tiny fairy named Elvira. Her wings shimmered like spun glass, and her laughter was said to awaken the wildflowers in spring.

One autumn morning, as she wandered near a mossy hollow, she found a small baby dragon —lost, shivering, and alone. His scales gleamed like silver moonlight, and his wings were still too small to carry him into the skies.

Elvira wrapped him gently in her arms, and from that day, they became inseparable. The forest folk marveled at the sight of a fairy child and a dragon, side by side, guarding one another. Elvira taught him the songs of the forest, while the dragonling’s warm breath kept her safe from the chill of night.

It is said that where their friendship bloomed, the forest grew brighter—trees stronger, rivers clearer, and leaves painted in deeper shades of red and gold. For their bond was more than companionship—it was a promise that even the smallest hearts can hold the fiercest love.

And so, when travelers wander into the forest at dusk, they sometimes glimpse a soft glow between the trees: a little fairy with wings of light, sitting beside her dragon friend, watching over the world together.
🍁🧚‍♀️🐲✨

25/09/2025

I want to give a huge shout-out to my top Stars senders. Thank you for all the support!

Carla Mongold, April Norton, Linda Glover

24/09/2025

Green Eyes

23/09/2025

✨ The Ice Warrior of the Crystal Realms ✨

Long ago, when the world was still woven with starlight, there was a kingdom hidden beyond the northern winds — a realm of crystal forests and frozen rivers that sang like silver bells.

From this realm was born a guardian child, with eyes as blue as the first dawn and wings shimmering like frost-kissed glass. She carried a sword forged from the breath of the oldest star, said to cut not flesh, but shadows.

Her name was whispered only in snowflakes, for it was believed that if spoken too loudly, the winds themselves would awaken to protect her.

The Ice Warrior did not fight for power, nor for thrones. She fought for dreams — for every child’s laughter, every whispered wish, every fragile hope that the dark tried to steal.

And so, when the night grew heavy, and despair prowled through the world, the people looked to the northern sky. There, among the dancing lights, they swore they could see her wings unfurling… reminding them that even in the coldest of winters, light will always rise again.

❄️🗡

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