"Whee!" cried Elisabeth. "I didn't know that Triceratops could fly!" Then she remembered, "But of course! You are a magical Triceratops! A raindancing Triceratops!"

Elisabeth and the Triceratops continued on over the forest. They flew over rivers and lakes, and over a great canyon which was so deep, Elisabeth couldn't even see the bottom. (But the Triceratops, in its rhyming couplet fashion, assured her that it was there.)

Finally, the Triceratops descended and landed on the Rainbow Beach. The Rainbow Beach had great stripes of different colours of sand which blended into one another at the edges, and moreso near the lake where the waves had washed over them and mixed the different types of rock together.

The water was calm today, however, it was a very strange colour. Elisabeth wandered over to the water's edge to inspect it more closely and realized that this was one of the honey lakes of which the Triceratops had spoken. She dipped her finger in for a lick. It was the best honey she had ever tasted! Elisabeth sat down to help herself to some more, but, as she did, the sands started to shift.

Elisabeth was amazed as hundreds of tiny faeries rose up from the sands and gathered around her. She hadn't noticed them before, for they were coloured like the sand, and each had sat upon a stripe of her own colour. Now that they were moving, however, Elisabeth could see them quite clearly. And hear them. The faeries were all chanting her name!

"Elisabeth! Elisabeth! Elisabeth!"