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Last night, after dark, a fog rolled across the valley. It rolled up our hill and within minutes everything was cloaked in a heavy, white cloud. The mist muffled all sound and the world fell into silence. We haven’t seen a fog like this for a long time and this came up so fast. I opened my back door onto the patio and the fog swirled as the door past through it. The quiet was eerie.

Then, I heard it, several flutes were playing a low melancholy tune out in the fog. I took a few steps out on to the patio and stopped, even this close the door was already beginning to disappear into a white nothingness. I didn’t dare go any farther for fear I wouldn’t find my way back. I couldn’t tell what direction the music was coming from because the fog was so thick. It was a haunting tune that made chills run up and down my spine, the music had a hypnotizing effect making it almost impossible to stand up.

I dropped quickly to the step before I fell over. I sat there thinking that this was like something right out of Harry Potter, and then, coming out of the mist from where the ivy hedge usually is, moving in a straight line, each holding a large glowing ball over their head came a procession of fairies! They weren’t flying like they normally do, but rather gliding along the ground and all of them had on a white capes with the hoods up over their heads. I felt like I was dreaming, the fog blurred everything  and gave the faerie lights a large halo. Before I knew it, there were fairies all around me, hundreds of fairies.

They surrounded me not only in a circle but in what felt to be a bubble (well, it seemed to me to be a bubble) the music stopped and I was surrounded by the most beautiful light, created by all the glowing spheres that they carried. Even this close I still couldn’t see each individual faerie because their white robes blended into the swirling mist. As I sat there the thought crossed my mind that they had created this fog for a reason, and no sooner than that thought had left my mind, a regal looking faerie with a crown of gold and crystal, materialized in a blaze of sparkling light right in front of me. You would think that anyone  under these circumstances  would be jumping up about now and running for the door, and ordinarily you would be right, but I found that I couldn’t move. No, it wasn’t that I couldn’t move, it was more that I didn’t want to move. I was fascinated! and not the slightest bit afraid, besides, hadn’t I been spending a lot of time doing just this, sitting very still so as to not frighten them?

I was dazzled by the little beauty that hovered in the air before me, she seemed to actually be the sparkles… and then she spoke…”Kind One, keeper of the garden of Ivy, I am Orlaith, Queen of the Frost Fairies, we come to you tonight in Gaia’s Mist to honor you for your kindness to our people, and for keeping us alive in minds of the others of your kin.” Her words were not so much  spoken as thought, I heard them in my mind. She continued. “We bring you  gifts, a crystal that will be a source of light and comfort for you in the dark times, and the blessings of the Fae,  you will always be welcomed in our realm, to partake in our rites and rituals… I bid you, hold out your left hand…”

I did as I was ask and watched as she reached up and took a crystal from her crown then  placed it in my up-turned palm, it glowed with a faint blue-white light and sparkled with flecks of gold. She smiled then and said,” may you and your ancestors, from this day forward, never know a day without joy!” I wasn’t sure what the proper procedure is when  one is honored by a Faerie Queen so I just bowed my head hoping that would show that I was humbled by her gesture. She smiled again and disappeared with a little “pop”.

At her exit, the faerie court spun off in all directions and dissolved way into the dark, misty night. The flutes had started again, only this time it was with a note of  joy and celebration. All through the yard, out in the fog, I could hear tinkling laughter. Before I could get up five fairies darted out of the mist. Sunny, Arial, Bella, Pip and Ferne all dashed in and out around my head, waving and laughing. They each gave me a peck on the cheek then disappeared again into the night.

“Well what do you know about that!?” I turned to see Bill standing a few steps behind me. “you saw that? Them?” I didn’t know that they would let anyone else see them but me. “She did say “and all of your ancestors”, I think I qualify even if I’m not exactly an ancestor!”

“Yes, I guess you do.” Bill helped me up and we walked back into the house together.

© Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009.

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"Kind One?"
"Yes Arial..."
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"look at the bottom of the posts!"
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Fun Fairie Facts

You Know a Fairie is Present When...

You hear a whispering of leaves.
You see a whirlwind.
You feel a tingling sensation in your hair.
You have an unexplained loss of time.
You laugh uncontrollably, or feel exceptionally silly.
You see blades of grass bending when there
is no one around.

The Most Likely Place for Fairie Portals Are...

Lake shores
Islands
Glades in the forest
Where two roads intersect
Fences and border hedges (this is Arial's favorite)
Stairwells, hallways and landings
Tidal pools
Bends in a road
Thresholds

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I would like to give special thanks to Gail Schimmelpfennig for allowing me to put her wonderful poem "Seeking the Muse" on my site. You can read her poem in the fairy poetry section under "Fairies in Word and Song". Gail is Utah State Poetry Society's 2009 Poet of the Year, and I'm proud to say, a dear friend. You can find her on FaceBook where there is a group for the Utah poets.