It’s going to starve with those three looking after it.



You have your Queen!


In a great tree on a great cliff in the Moor lived one such spirit. You might take her for a girl. But she was not just any girl. She was a fairy and her name was Maleficent.






I’ll sleep in a tree and eat berries and black nuts. And all the fair people will be my friends. I’ll be happy here for the rest of my life.