Fairy Fixit, it so happens, is fixing something outside the mill.

Funny thing about Zanaris is that there isn't much of a wind or breeze there. Ever. Which is odd, since the fairies there, in addition to spiriting away discarded teeth and providing some interdimensional travel and delivery routing, also control the weather to some measure on other planes.

They must not like the wind.

The fairies, being a practical people, decided to power their mill using a cow on a vertical exercise wheel. Instead of something more horizontal and carousel-like.

Watch for falling cowpies!