http://fairiefabels.com faeries through the ivy hedge Sun, 13 Feb 2011 00:50:07 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.5 faeries through the ivy hedge The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no faeries through the ivy hedge http://fairiefabels.com/wp-content/plugins/powerpress/rss_default.jpg http://fairiefabels.com/category/fairies/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/#comments Wed, 02 Jun 2010 03:32:21 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2233 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/05/lilly-in-the-park/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/05/lilly-in-the-park/#comments Sun, 02 May 2010 02:26:10 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2214 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/05/lilly-in-the-park/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/04/home-again-home-again/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/04/home-again-home-again/#comments Wed, 21 Apr 2010 22:11:54 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2197 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/04/home-again-home-again/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/reunited/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/reunited/#comments Sun, 14 Mar 2010 02:11:48 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2095 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/reunited/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/ember-in-faerie-land/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/ember-in-faerie-land/#comments Wed, 17 Feb 2010 22:11:23 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2072 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/ember-in-faerie-land/feed/ 0 The Kind One realizing she was lost in the dark forest at night, cried out for Arial. A spectral ghostly faerie appeared in the mist. The faerie whispered, and promised to take The Kind One to safety. It was just a ruse to give the being a chance to lu... The Kind One realizing she was lost in the dark forest at night, cried out for Arial. A spectral ghostly faerie appeared in the mist. The faerie whispered, and promised to take The Kind One to safety. It was just a ruse to give the being a chance to lull her with mind-numbing spells. The Kind One was drifting into unconsciousness and breathing with great difficulty. She was dying. At the very last moment before she totally succumbed, golden lights like fireflies drifted through the mist and landed on her outstretched hand. Then they gathered and formed a large orb of golden light which catapulted straight at the misty faerie. She shrieked, as her true self was revealed. This was no faerie at all, but some evil creature with black eyes and leathery wings. ~~~~~~ I hit the mossy ground hard. The beast, now devoid of all life was spiraling out of control and heading,  face first straight toward the spot where I had landed. I could hear its wings whistling through the sky as it plummeted earthward. I knew I would be crushed if I didn't move fast but my brain wasn't sending the message to my legs so I just sat there, watching the large, bulky body growing ever larger. Blocking out more and more of the sparkling orbs as it fell. I was jerked, unceremoniously, behind a towering oak tree at the last minute. The lifeless body of the enormous creature hit the ground hard, making a huge crater in the soft earth. The impact shook the surrounding forest like a bomb, sending dirt and debris flying in every direction. "Whoa!" I shook my head and rotated my shoulder. The feeling was beginning to return causing it to ache and throb. "I could have been totally smashed!" A young woman with long fiery red hair stepped out from behind the tree and stood by my side. "Yeah, you really could have. Good thing I dropped by." I jumped back at the sound of another human voice. Keeping a small bush between us (I don't really know what protection a small bush would afford but it was all I had) I stared at the stranger in shock and amazement. "Who are you!? And where did you come from?" I was having a hard time keeping the stress of my recent brush with death out of my voice. I shook a half closed fist at her. "Don't come any closer or I'll, or I'll..." "Or you'll what? She brushed her hair back away from her face and smiled. "Is that any way to say thank you? I just saved your life." I pulled up my tattered gown and sat down on a soft patch of moss and indicated for her to sit beside me. "I'm so sorry, I have had a really bad night. Seeing someone else in this forest, alone, gave me a quite a fright. You can't really trust things to be what they look like in the fairy realm." "Oh, I understand, I have had so many adventures that nothing surprises me any more.  But I'm not alone." She leaned back and reached behind a small tree. "You can come out now."  I watched as a small fury creature with large owl eyes and hands that look like they were borrowed from a spider money crawled from under a bush and onto the girls shoulders, wrapping its thick, bushy, tail around her neck. "Let me introduce myself. I am Ember Innocenzi and this is Perhluna, my traveling companion." Perhluna waggled hello with flat tipped fingers. "As for where we came from...that's complicated. But I can tell you that we were dropped here by a very accommodating dragon by the name of Illustratia." "I'm afraid that you haven't had a very warm welcome. The faerie realm is a lovely place and the gardens around the queens palace are very peaceful. But the dark wood can be dangerous at night. I think we had better stay put until first light. Maybe Arial will have found us by then." I leaned my head against the oak tree and closed my eyes, aware of Ember's curious stare. Without opening my eyes, I asked the question. "Yes?" Perhluna disentangled his furry tail and went off in search of something to eat and Ember laid down on her side, propping her head in her hand. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/what-lurks-in-the-dark-wood/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/what-lurks-in-the-dark-wood/#comments Sun, 31 Jan 2010 20:21:10 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1988 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/what-lurks-in-the-dark-wood/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/#comments Mon, 18 Jan 2010 00:49:07 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1967 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/feed/ 1 Adventures,Armies of Darkness,Autumn Queen,cloak and dagger,crown,dress,Dryads,fae,faerie blood,fall harvest,garden,gift of the faeries Dressed in their finest,  Arial and the emerald guard escorted the Kind One to the winter queen's palace. The grand hall was transformed for the faeries high holiday of Yule. It is the only time the queens of the four seasons, Orlaith, Alina, Dressed in their finest,  Arial and the emerald guard escorted the Kind One to the winter queen's palace. The grand hall was transformed for the faeries high holiday of Yule. It is the only time the queens of the four seasons, Orlaith, Alina, Litha and... The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/the-yule-ball/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/the-yule-ball/#comments Tue, 22 Dec 2009 17:07:47 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1914 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/the-yule-ball/feed/ 0 celebration,faerie magic,faerie winter palace,gift,holly berries,jingle bells,pine cones,shooting star,steampunk faerie "Winter Procession" by David Delemare Transporting the "faerie way" has a tendency to make me slightly dizzy, I think it has something to do with molecules rearranging... - We always arrive in the realm outside the palace, "Winter Procession" by David Delemare Transporting the "faerie way" has a tendency to make me slightly dizzy, I think it has something to do with molecules rearranging... We always arrive in the realm outside the palace, appearing  just at the bottom of the broad stairs that lead up to the ornate double doors of the royal home. Because this was a special occasion, and because Arial wanted to make her first visit to the newly arrived queen spectacular, she made sure that our whole entourage appeared right in the center of the Grand Hall. Personally, I thought it was because she was showing off for her mother, but she insists it was..."just for effect, in honor of Yule". The winter palace, as you would suspect, is made entirely of ice and snow. Every wall glistens. The floors are solid white and the color of choice is blue, every shade you can imagine. It sounds like a cold and foreboding place but I can assure you, it is just the opposite. Faerie magic is a wonderfully subtle thing, you can never trust your senses. What looks cold; is warm, and things that appear at a distance are actually closer than you suspect.  Now, standing in the middle of the winter palace, I was comfortably warm. The pale ice blue walls were draped with long runs of spruce garland that were decorated with pine cones, holly berries, and snowdrop flowers.Fireflies added their own particular type of twinkle.  Two large oak trees stood sentinel at both sides of the dais, where, instead of one chair, four chairs sat. I had to ask. "Arial, what's with the four chairs?" I pointed at the ornate stools, each carved with symbols depicting winter, spring, summer, and fall. Arial was busy greeting a steady flow of her faerie family. She looked very proud of her kind as she  turned to explained."The Festival of Oak and Holly is the only time the four sitting queens are together. The Yule ball is the time for all four seasons of the Fae to come together and celebrate the coming year." I nodded and looked around me. The grand hall was quickly filling up with faeries of all types and sizes. Other magical beings where in attendance as well. Elendain and the elves from the elven-wood were here. The centaurs were represented by Serg. There were dwarfs and pixies, mermaids and dyads (the mermaids accommodated by the placement of large fountains down each side of the hall). The dyads pretty much stayed in the oak trees, only coming out to greet the occasional well wisher.  This party reminded me of the one I attended at Midsummer, only more lavish. While marveling at my surroundings, I was surprised by a sudden flurry of faerie wings. Flashes of blue, yellow, red, and green obscured my sight. Four faeries whipped about my head in an excited frenzy. They were all talking in high tinkling voices at the same time, which made it hard to tell what was being said, it just sounded like a cacophony of jingle bells. Then it dawned on me, these were the first four faeries I ever saw! I held out my arms. Sunny, Bella, Pip, and Ferne all came to rest, two on each arm, wings fluttering wildly in their excitement . "Oh! my dear sweet friends! I am so glad you're back! Pip, I do believe you've grown, and Sunny, are you still a relentless teaser?" Ferne, the plant lover of the bunch, glided up to tuck a sprig of holly behind my ear and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. While we got caught up on the latest happenings, the lights dimmed and the huge crystal doors at the back of the hall swung open slowly. A path to the throne was made as the guests parted to make way for the procession of queens. As it turned out, I was on the front line after the throng of beings drew back to allow the queens passage. I could see them as they came down the aisle, stopping every once in a while to hug someone or share a few words. I noticed, as they made their way to where I was standing, that the people they stopped to speak with didn't look at all magical. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/snowflakes-and-frost-faeries/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/snowflakes-and-frost-faeries/#comments Thu, 17 Dec 2009 01:07:33 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1858 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/12/snowflakes-and-frost-faeries/feed/ 1 Arial,cyrstal beads,faerie magic,mother nature,snowflakes,Winter I woke up this morning to a turmoil of activity. Arial and several of the emerald guard were fluttering about my face, pulling at my eyelashes and tugging my ears. Over by the French doors, still more of the emerald guard dashed back and forth obviousl... I woke up this morning to a turmoil of activity. Arial and several of the emerald guard were fluttering about my face, pulling at my eyelashes and tugging my ears. Over by the French doors, still more of the emerald guard dashed back and forth obviously ecstatic about something outside. I dragged myself out of bed and gently brushed the excited faeries out of my hair. “Arial, what’s this all about? I was sound asleep.” Pulling on my robe, I shuffled over to the windows and looked out. Overnight, the world had been transformed into a mesmerizing study in white. Lacy flakes of snow as large as silver dollars chased each other in a downy race to the ground. Pine boughs hung low, straining to bear the burden Mother Nature was asking. The snow was so thick that the valley below me had been completely consumed by whiteness, and I could see no signs of it stopping any time soon. I stood, transfixed, with Arial and the emerald guard on either side and marveled at the frozen fantasy playing out before my eyes. I had only been standing at the window for a minute when I realized snow wasn’t the only thing that drifted down. I wiped my breath off the glass with my sleeve and peered out into the crystal fog.  Tiny faeries were riding snowflakes to the ground. It was difficult to determine where the lacy white flakes stopped and the delicate outline of the faerie wings began. When the faeries landed, they twirled off in all directions causing the snow to poof around in little circles Arial whispered in my ear. “They have returned, the frost faeries have returned!” She giggled suddenly. “Come, we must go to the palace and pay our respects to the queen. Hurry, she will be waiting to hear about the happenings here.” The emerald guard had started to tug at the sleeves of my robe. “Hey, wait a minute! I’m sure Orlaith will wait until I’m properly attired.” Arial shot through the mass of faerie wings and pulled out her wand. The guard immediately fell back and waited. She waved her wand above her head and whispered in elvish: “To the palace we must go, through the cold and swirling snow, adorn the Kind One in beads and lace, so that she may take her place beside the queen of winter’s grace.” Sparkles rushed at me from the tip of Arial’s wand and quickly surrounded me in a flash of silver light. I felt a press of cool air and my feet left the ground for a moment. My hair was magically swept up into a loose bun, held in place by glittering butterflies, and a diaphanous silver gown covered in shining crystal beads replaced my pink robe. A cape of ice blue faerie lace drifted down and landed lightly over my shoulders. Arial tilted her head and nodded in approval. “I think that will do nicely, Queen Orlaith will be pleased.” I held out my arms and spun around in a circle. “Arial! You have out done yourself! I inspected myself in the floor mirror. “Exquisite,  but won’t I get cold?” A tiny frown creased Arial’s forehead. “Really, do you have to ask? I would think that you would be used to faerie magic by now.” She snapped her fingers and the crystals on my gown began to pulse, first growing brighter, and then fading to a warm pinkish glow surrounding me head to toe in a magical wash of silken warmth. The emerald guard was arrayed in their usual positions, four in front of me, four behind me, and two on either side. Arial took the lead position. She had transformed herself into her true and royal personage, Princess Arial, daughter of Queen Orlaith, queen of the frost faeries. Since last winter, I have had Arial as a constant companion. We have had many adventures together and have become very close. I sometimes forget her linage, she just seems so normal. It sounds strange to hear myself use the word normal when talking about faeries! The only time she takes on her true identity is when we are about to have an audience with the queen. Arial darted up to my face and pinched my cheek, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no 7:04 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/#comments Sat, 21 Nov 2009 18:27:55 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1779 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/feed/ 0 Arial,chihuahuas,fire faeries,groceries,Hawthorne trees,Roast,yellow leaves Unlike the faeries of Winter and Summer, the more subtle faeries of Spring and Fall choose a quiet, unassuming nature when it comes to the changing of the seasons. Bulbs are coaxed silently from the ground in the spring. New buds form on branch and bow. Unlike the faeries of Winter and Summer, the more subtle faeries of Spring and Fall choose a quiet, unassuming nature when it comes to the changing of the seasons. Bulbs are coaxed silently from the ground in the spring. New buds form on branch and bow... The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no 7:15