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We are happy that you have come. Arial and her friends have been waiting to show you their world. It's a world of magic where things are not always what they seem. Please, come in a stay awhile, there are a lot of things to see here and they are ever changing. So do come back often, we will be waiting through the ivy hedge.

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© Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009-2016. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Tami Ruesch, The Misty world of Arial Hollyberry, with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

“I can see the ivy hedge, it’s right up there! Arial, come on, hurry, we’re almost home!” In my rush to be back in my own world and leave the dangers of the faerie realm behind, I ran past Arial and the Guard. I paid no attention to the shouts of warning until I heard Arial yell, “you’re going to attract the bogies!”

Hindsight is a wonderful thing, too bad I didn’t listen when I had the chance. Almost on Que, out of the bushes to my right side, crawled two strange little creatures.th_froud-02_no-name-faery The first was short and round, it had close-set eyes and a snout that reminded me of a puppy. Its fur was blue with touches of red and it had wings that were stringy and tattered. Despite the smile on its face, the overall impression it gave was one of melancholy.
th_froud-05_pixieThe other was just the opposite, it was tall and thin, with long pointed fingers and toes, and wings that looked a lot like feathers. It wore a green cap that let its tall,  pointed ears stick out and it approached me with a very mischievous smile on its face. They were both strange looking but they didn’t seem particularly menacing.

I stopped and turned around, pointing at the two little animal-like beings. Arial was running toward me with her arms stretched. She held her wand up and pointed it at me. Bright white light shot out of the tip, “Arial! What are you…” just then, everything went into slow motion and all sound was blotted (not unlike the time when the faeries were about to drop a huge wet ball of snow on Edie’s head). A white ball of light was flying toward me, followed by Arial and the guard,  the two little creatures to my right had crept to within a couple of feet of where I was standing and with their hands cupped together, were blowing a purple haze right at my face.

I didn’t know what had possessed Arial. Why was she shooting at me? The only thing I could  do was run, but as I turned toward the ivy hedge, motion sped up and the purple smoke quickly surrounded me. I  threw my hands over my face and closed my eyes,  and I remember thinking, wow, this smoke smells like lilacs.

When I opened my eyes I was standing in the sunlight, and staring up at the faerie palace. What!? No! I can’t be here! We left here hours ago! With a cold sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach I spun around looking for the rest of my group, but I was alone. I turned back to see the queen herself burst through the large crystal doors and move quickly down the wide steps toward me, wand raised. Oh no, not her too. I fell to my knees, covered my head, and waited for a magic blast to hit me.

A warm sensation enveloped me and I heard a very low humming sound. Without opening my eyes, I lifted my hands, first to my face, then my arms and legs, patting them to make sure I was in one piece. Then I peeked out, barely opening one eye, afraid of what I might see, but when I opened both eyes I saw that I was inside a large, shimmering energy bubble with Queen Orlaith standing just outside of it.

“Arial wasn’t quick enough to get a protecting charm around you before the bogies hit you with a confounding enchantment. You were just a little too far away. Bogies are attracted to quick movements, they sensed you the minute you began to run, they knew you were different and that made it easy to catch you off guard. These two goblins were only being mischievous, but there are others that are quite dangerous, you were lucky.”

There were flashes of green light and the emerald guard materialized all around us. When they were all here, Arial appeared in a sparkle of light. She bowed before Orlaith, “My Queen, I tried to get the protection charm around the Kind One, but I failed, I was not quick enough.”

Orlaith reached down and lifted Arial’s chin to meet her eye’s. “My dear,  you cannot blame yourself, humans can be quite spontaneous when they are excited. You had no way of telling that she would dart ahead of you, be at peace, all is well.”

I moved over to the edge of the bubble and reached out to Arial. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were just trying to protect me, that there were goblins hiding in the bushes just waiting to play pranks on people! We were so close! Now we’re back where we started.” Disgusted with myself, I looked over my shoulder at the entrance to the forest and was overcome with dread. “Now we have to start all over again.”

Arial stood, took her place by the queen and gave me a very relieved smile. She poked at the bubble with her wand and it exploded into a spray of rainbow sparkles. “Never fear, we have other ways of moving about the realm, as you well know!”

The guard took their place around us and Orlaith circled her wand high over her head and spoke in elvish: “saji iar shor cari sai si ailia caedi” (take us in haste to the ivy hedge). A white mist rose quickly around us and when it receded, I was standing  in my backyard.  Bill came around the corner of the house, smiled at me and ask, “what’s for dinner?”

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

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"Kind One?"
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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.