Glimmer Bell

Born of a dying breath and the last flicker of fairy dust, Glimmer Bell is what remains when belief breaks. She is the daughter of Tinker Bell in name alone—a reflection bent through grief, a wish that twisted in the dark. Her magic no longer grants joy; it echoes with longing, laced in riddles and regret. Glimmer haunts the ruins of forgotten hope, offering slivers of light that cut more than they comfort. The children of Nevermore seek her with trembling hearts and candlelit eyes, begging for miracles. She gives them answers wrapped in riddles, love barbed with warning. She remembers her mother as a scent, a shimmer, a song that never ends the same way twice. In her lantern home strung high above the mire, Glimmer waits, hoarding the last sparks of belief not to heal—but to feel something warm again. She is a keeper of flickers, a collector of what was almost real.