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060 If you want your children to be brilliant, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be geniuses, read them more fairy tales. ~Albert Einstein~
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I find it convenient that time moves at its own pace in the faerie realm. It seems that I can be gone for days on the other side of the portal, and when I get back, it has only been a few minutes. It saves answering a lot of questions if you know what I mean, at least one thing is for sure, no one else has any idea that weird things happen in my backyard, not even Bill. Well, he does but he can’t remember.

What do you think he would say if I went up to him and said, “honey, would you miss me if the dark denizens of the faerie realm crept into our room one night and whisk me off to places unknown?” I’m not so sure he wouldn’t just kiss me on the cheek and say, “oh, all right, have a nice time!” Then turn around and think I’m bonkers.

I think I’ll have to have the conversation with him anyway. Alina told me that I have nothing to worry about but it’s better to be safe than sorry. Besides, if anything did happen, I’d be back in time for dinner.

As I was planning how to bring up the subject of the faerie realms darker side with Bill, Arial and Cythia materialized in front of me. Arial spoke before Cythia’s wing tips stopped fluttering. “We have decided that you can not remain in the mortal world, we can protect you better if you come to the palace with us.”

The suggestion caught me off guard. “Oh, like that’s going to happen! I have stuff to do here, I have a life. Who would take care of Warren and Odette? And how about my dogs? Not to mention Bill. What would Bill say?” Besides, the spring faeries are going to be leaving soon and I don’t know the summer ones.”

Arial gave me a smirk. “Now you are just making excuses.” I started to back into the kitchen as the two faeries moved toward me, their wands pointing straight at my head. I squealed as two streaks of green light shot out of the tips of their wands. “Hey! You’re supposed to be the good guy’s!” I ducked  and the two beams hit the counter behind me,  green sparkles ricocheted into the room.

I dropped to my knees and crawled under a chair as another blast hit the seat. Odette had been outside helping Warren and Nam with their new house and came running in when she heard the commotion. “Here, here! whats all this? She squeaked when a shower of sparks cascaded down over her and jumped behind me with her hands over her ears. “Sakes alive!”

This couldn’t go on.  I stood up and faced the two faeries with Odette clinging to my ankle, preparing for the inevitable blast that would send me swirling into the faerie world. Nothing happened.

I lifted my head to find my two guardians hovering in the air, their wands hanging from their fingers and  confused looks on their faces. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what they were thinking. I started to raise my hands in a gesture of peace, startling first Arial, then Cythia. Afraid that they had missed their chance for me to come peacefully, they shot jerky beams of green light toward me.

The arc of light the two beams made when they crossed paths was awe inspiring. The last thing I remember thinking was…I wonder if they were told in faerie school not to let their energy beams touch.

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

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"Kind One?"
"Yes Arial..."
"You forgot something."
"I don't think so Arial, what are you talking about?"
"look at the bottom of the posts!"
"I still don't...wait a minute...oh of course! Thanks for bringing that to my attention, what ever would I do without you."

Arial wants me to point out that you can also listen to each post by playing the audio at the end of each posting.

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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.