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/homes/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/#comments Mon, 01 Feb 2010 22:12:56 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2025 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/feed/ 0 Attack,Beam,Breach,Caterwauling,centaurs,Crazy,Din,Dogs,Fairies,Funny Farm,Gnomes,Heart Attack Bill, lacking fairy blood, was blissfully unaware of the other realms existing just through our ivy hedge, until the day he sensed a calamity, saw a strange icky green laser-like light killing the ivy leaves wherever it touched. Bill, lacking fairy blood, was blissfully unaware of the other realms existing just through our ivy hedge, until the day he sensed a calamity, saw a strange icky green laser-like light killing the ivy leaves wherever it touched. Something in his head screamed danger and he scrambled to collect the dogs and get out. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/just-call-me-squeaky/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/just-call-me-squeaky/#comments Tue, 28 Apr 2009 20:07:31 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=1017 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/just-call-me-squeaky/feed/ 0 black fur,breeze,coughing,Fairie Stories,mouth,potion,Spring,throat,voice When I woke up this morning the sky was a clear blue. The birds were chirping in the trees and the breeze carried the scent of spring through the open window. The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was check my arms and legs for black fur. When I woke up this morning the sky was a clear blue. The birds were chirping in the trees and the breeze carried the scent of spring through the open window. The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was check my arms and legs for black fur. I jumped up and slipped into my robe. Ah! how nice it was to be walking downstairs on just two legs. I walked into the kitchen to find Bill pouring himself cup of coffee. When I opened my mouth to say good morning the only thing that came out was a squeak. I couldn't talk! Well, I could talk but all the words came out in a scratchy whisper. I grabbed my throat, "I can't talk! I don't know what's wrong, my throat feels all clogged." Just speaking those few words sent me into fits of coughing. Bill slapped me on the back like he was trying to dislodge something from my throat. "Maybe it's allergies" I straightened up and tried to catch my breath. Now, not only was my voice gone, my throat was raw from all that coughing. "I don't think so, it wasn't like this yesterday, I was fine." Just then Arial spiraled down the stairs and darted into the kitchen. We watched as she did her best Tinkerbell imitation around the kitchen, darting here and there, all bright and bubbly. "Airal?" I squeaked out the word. Arial froze mid flit and quickly turned to look at me. To say that she had a look of concern on her face would be putting it mildly. With a quick flip of her wings she was at my nose, pulling on my upper lip to get me to open my mouth. "Arial, stop! What are you doing?" If it wasn't hard enough to speak before, now I had to try to get my words out in a raspy whisper with a faerie pulling on my mouth. " Be quiet, open your mouth and let me see inside." My, she can be bossy at times. I stopped trying to push her away and said "aaaahhh....". Without warning she crawled in my mouth, half way to my tonsils. Being blessed with an over active gag reflex I almost hurled. She was tickling the back of my tongue. Trying not to bite down I croaked, "Ahweal, ge  ouw!" When she didn't budge I grabbed her by her skirts and pulled. I held her dangling a few inches from my face. "What were you looking for?" The words came out a little to strong and it sent me into another coughing fit. She took the opportunity to break free of my fingers and flipped saliva from the tips of her wings. I gained control of the coughing. "Sorry about that, but you were the one who chose to crawl in my mouth." Arial just smiled at me, "Not a problem. I know what's taking your voice away. It looks like your voice box wants to revert back to cat form." "It what!" Bill and I shot each other alarmed looks. "Not to worry." Arial was calmly weaving back and forth with a bright smile on her face. "I'll just have Cythia brew up a potion and you'll be good as new." "Yes, but how long will it take? There's a lot of stuff I have to do that requires a voice, like recording." Arial whizzed around my head a couple of times then stopped and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. "Not to worry!" She waved goodbye and dissolved in green sparkles. © Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no 5:00 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/krystal-in-a-bell-jar/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/krystal-in-a-bell-jar/#comments Tue, 14 Apr 2009 19:15:16 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=935 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/krystal-in-a-bell-jar/feed/ 0 rescue, fairies, bottles, cats,arial hollyberry Entering Mrs. Shunner house was the last thing the Kind One ever thought she would be doing. Now here she was, about to go where no faeire ever would. Will her mission to rescue the kidnapped faerie, Krystal, be successful? Entering Mrs. Shunner house was the last thing the Kind One ever thought she would be doing. Now here she was, about to go where no faeire ever would. Will her mission to rescue the kidnapped faerie, Krystal, be successful? There are sinister forces waiting inside, waiting to stop anyone, or anything that threatens to ruin Mrs. Shunners plans. I turned my attention to the bottles sitting high on the counter. Pulling myself up on my hind legs and stretching my head forward, I craned my neck, trying to see the bottles at the back. No good, the light was bad and there were far to many bottles and jars. Some of them were so dusty I couldn't see what was in them. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/easter-means-digging-in-the-garden/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/easter-means-digging-in-the-garden/#comments Sun, 12 Apr 2009 21:22:58 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=926 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/easter-means-digging-in-the-garden/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/transformation/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/transformation/#comments Fri, 10 Apr 2009 03:38:22 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=875 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/04/transformation/feed/ 1 Arial Hollyberry,backyard,Black Cats,Daily Life,energy,ethereal,Fairie Stories,Fairies,Fantasy,garden,green bottle Jello,Midnight Cythia and Arial were pushing me toward the back door, you can't tell by looking at them, but for only being three inches tall, they are strong for their size. " Hey, guy's, don't you think we should wait for Bill to get home? I mean, Cythia and Arial were pushing me toward the back door, you can't tell by looking at them, but for only being three inches tall, they are strong for their size. " Hey, guy's, don't you think we should wait for Bill to get home? I mean, maybe he should be here to help. There's not going to be side effects or anything is there? You didn't tell me how long the potion will work or what to expect...guy's, wait!" They pushed and I protested right up until we reached the door. What are they going to do now, they can't push me and open the door at the same time. My frenzied train of thought evaporated when  Cythia waved her wand at the door causing it to swing open, allowing us to walk through without any hesitation. When the black cat saw us it ceased its useless struggle.  Hanging suspended in mid air by the energy field that surrounded it, the creature stared at us with wild, flashing  green eyes. As we got closer, it pinned its ears back and produced a low throaty growl. Its razor sharp claws pulsed in and out, it was just waiting for a chance to strike. Arial landed on my shoulder, her usual perch and whispered in my ear. "Do not worry, Kind One, you will have plenty of time to complete your mission. Go to the rear, there is a door through which you can pass. Krystal's energy is emanating from somewhere in the back of the house. Do you understand?" Keeping a wary eye on Mrs. Shunners cat, I nodded. "I still don't like this." Cythia darted over and flew circles around my head, "You'll be just fine." She pulled three strands of my hair out. "This is just in case of an emergency." My mouth dropped open, "Emergency? What emergency!?"Arial snapped her fingers and the green goo appeared. She handed me the bottle and indicated that I should drink up. I sniffed it. It smelled like green jello with a hint of licorice, and something else that I couldn't identify but was slightly acrid. Arial helped tip the bottle to my mouth. She winked at me, "I think you will find this surprisingly different!" I pinched my nose shut and I swallowed the brew. At first, nothing happened, then everything went blurry. The yard started rocking back and forth. I sat down to steady myself. This ethereal feeling left me slightly light-headed. From somewhere far away I heard Cythia telling the other faeries to float the cat closer. A beautiful rainbow of light shot out of  her wand and the cat went limp. I was suddenly overcome with the urge to pet the thick, glossy black fur. The world dimmed out. When the fog lifted, I was aware that my hearing and eyesight had sharpened, I felt extremely agile and felt a driving need to hunt sweep over me. With my human awareness remaining intact, I had taken on a feline form. I no longer walked, I sauntered. I felt Cythia and Arial coming up behind me, in one fluid movement I reacted, jumping and turning at the same time coming down on all four paws, back arched and ears pinned, ready to strike at the eminent threat. When I saw that it was just my faerie friends, I tried to apologize, but all that came out was a mewling moan so I just flicked my tail upward and began swishing it quietly back and forth. Arial grabbed me by the whiskers to focus my attention. I tried to shake her off, but she held fast. "Remember, you are Mrs. Shunners Cat, act like you belong there. Go to the back of the dwelling and find the entrance, your new vision will help you in the dim interior. Be quick." I rubbed my chin up against Arial to show that I understood, then padded softly down the sidewalk and turned the corner, heading for the Shunners property, trying hard not to get distracted by the bird jumping from branch to branch in the big bush at the corner of the yard. When I got to the garden wall, I sprung effortlessly up and proceeded to follow it to the fence that divided the front of their yard from the back. It was no effort at all for me to balance myself as I edged along the top with my new found feline grace. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/storms-chihuahuas-glowing-green-houses/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/storms-chihuahuas-glowing-green-houses/#comments Tue, 31 Mar 2009 17:53:22 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=785 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/storms-chihuahuas-glowing-green-houses/feed/ 1 Arial Hollyberry,backyard,Creatures,Entertainment,Fairie Stories,Fairies,Fantasy,Imagination,iron gate,signs,snowstorms,weird things "There is another way." Arial's words keep echoing in my mind. I remember the look in her eyes,  it was a look of cold determination. This was a side of Arial I hadn't seen before and I just knew that the "other way" wasn't going to  be easy. "There is another way." Arial's words keep echoing in my mind. I remember the look in her eyes,  it was a look of cold determination. This was a side of Arial I hadn't seen before and I just knew that the "other way" wasn't going to  be easy. I decided to wait a while before I asked the inevitable question. The storm had subsided a little, the wind had died down to  a relatively calm, steady, 35 miles an hour and it was a  balmy (Ha!) teeth-rattling, 10 degrees above zero, maybe Orlaith was getting over her anger. I ventured out at one point, to give the dogs a potty break. Chihuahuas do not like rain, or snow, or cold, or wind. They scurried back into the house, giving me an are you joking kind of glare. I can't blame them, I wouldn't want to go potty out here either! I let them back inside and then thought about my faerie sign. Glancing toward the back gate I made my way down the walk, pushing against the wind, searching for the sign. Like I suspected, it wasn't on the wall. I found it around the corner, against the border of the garden that runs between our property and Mrs. Shunner's, it was sticking out of a two foot high drift of snow. Looking from the sign, to the Shunner's house, then back to the sign again, I inched my way across the drive to retrieve it. Being this close to the neighbors house, a house that I knew harbored a dark creature from the faerie realm, filled me with shuddering dread. It was bitterly cold outside, and despite the warmth of the parka that I had on, I felt a chill run down my spine. Using my foot to move the snow away so that I could keep watch on the house, I began excavating the sign. As usual, the Shunner's yard was quiet as a tomb. The drapes were closed against the outside world, nothing moved. Nothing Moved! I suddenly noticed that even in this constant wind, the bushes on the Shunners property were standing completely still. Trees and shrubs all up and down the street were tossing madly back and forth, but not theirs. Oh, all right, you can't tell me I'm the only one seeing this! The comparison is glaring. Time suddenly stood still, the driving storm retreated, I thought back to when I first started seeing my faerie friends. It seems like a lifetime ago, so much has happened, but it has only been three months. I have been reading about and studying faeries for much of my life, I know that there bad faeries as well as good faeries, I just didn't count on being plunged into the middle of a world where faeries battled over control of their realm. I naively thought that if I ever saw faeries, they would just be these sparkly little beings flitting about my flowers (duh!). A blast of freezing wind shattered my concentration. I felt snow pelting my face and I realized that I had been standing there, for who knows how long, just staring at the Shunner's house. Even if people can't see the weird things going on over there, they can see me doing weird things, like standing outside in a bone-chilling snow storm. Who does that? I shook off my thoughts and bent to retrieve the placard. Standing up, I used my glove to brush away the snow and inspected the edges for damage.The sign was intact. I skimmed over the words with my finger, Truer words were never spoken, I wonder if the people who made the sign knew what they were writing. Something made me look up, glancing casually over at Mrs. Shunner's front window I saw her standing in full view, something she never does, she was standing motionless, watching me. She looked like the Mrs. Shunner we have come to know, but now her eyes were glowing dark red, and she wore an evil smirk. Startled, I jerked quickly around and started to make my way to the gate, the journey made easier by the wind  shoving me urgently away. As I started to round the corner of the house, I risked looking back. The drapes were drawn, and the little blue house with the black roof where our neighbors, the Shunners live, was radiating a sickly green-yellow light. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/dusk-to-dawn/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/dusk-to-dawn/#comments Sun, 29 Mar 2009 21:24:59 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=768 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/dusk-to-dawn/feed/ 0 Arial,backyard,Beam of Light,Daily Life,Dawn,Dusk,Elvish,Emerald Guard,faerie realm,faeries,Fantasy,Frost The night was starting to bow to the birth of a new day in the faerie realm, but as we stepped through the portal into the mortal world, the light in the sky was the light of sunset. Dusk and dawn, yin and yang, The night was starting to bow to the birth of a new day in the faerie realm, but as we stepped through the portal into the mortal world, the light in the sky was the light of sunset. Dusk and dawn, yin and yang, I was beginning to see how intertwined our world was with the transcendental world of the Fae. One world can't exist alone, each dependent on the existence of the other. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/stuck-on-the-wrong-side-of-the-hedge/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/stuck-on-the-wrong-side-of-the-hedge/#comments Fri, 27 Mar 2009 07:13:01 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=729 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/stuck-on-the-wrong-side-of-the-hedge/feed/ 0 Arial Hollyberry,backyard,Entertainment,faerie realm,Fairies,Fantasy,garden,Imagination,ivy hedge,Midnight,mortal world,Nature Arial, the captain of the emerald guard, and her second in command stood together in front of the ivy hedge. Bringing the fiery red tips of their wands together, they focused a beam of immense energy toward the portal. Arial, the captain of the emerald guard, and her second in command stood together in front of the ivy hedge. Bringing the fiery red tips of their wands together, they focused a beam of immense energy toward the portal. You could see the shimmering of the energy field as the edges of every leaf began to glow. We stood with the rest of the guard, waiting for the all clear sign, watching the hedge glow and shimmer in the cold night air. It looked like it was on fire but there was no heat. I was rather hoping for some warmth, all I had around my shoulders was the blue shawl that I wore to the party. Bill felt me start to shiver and pulled me closer. A loud thud came from the far side of the hedge, then, the sound of something heavy being dragged along the ground. The wild rustling had stopped. There was an eeriness to the silence that followed and it felt like the whole world was holding its breath. After what seemed to be an eternity, Arial broke off the energy beam and the glowing ivy leaves slowly returned to normal. We all strained to hear any signs of life on the other side, but the only sound we could hear was the stream gurgling over the rocks as it made its way down the hill. " Arial, is it safe to go home now? Whatever it was slouched away, it's gone." I was getting colder by the minute and this was starting to make me mad. How dare they (whoever "they" were) come into my back yard and keep us from our home. What was even worse was that they were on the mortal side where dangerous magical things weren't supposed to be. Everything was turned inside out. "I will send scouts through to investigate. I am not completely sure it is safe. If that was your neighbor, she might have morphed into a bush and is there waiting for the portal to open. Right now she doesn't know where the opening is, but  she knows that there is one in the garden. We can't take the chance of crossing over until we know she has gone. Four flashes of light streaked past us and darted toward the hedge. The faeries stopped in front of Arial and hung in the air, their wings sparkling in the dark. After they had received their instructions they split up, two going down the hedge to the right, and the other two going left. When they had gone several yards, they shot straight up and disappeared from sight. "It won't be long before we have you home Kind One! Oh, but you are shivering, I am so sorry not to have noticed sooner, allow me!" Arial waved her wand and a bright yellow bubble surrounded us. Instantly, the cold dissappeared  and was replaced with radiating warmth. Bill looked at me and smiled, "now that's what I call service!" It hadn't been two minutes before the scouting party returned in a frenzy. The faeries spun around Arial in a flurry, squeaking and squealing, all talking at once with a frantic pitch to their voices. Something was very wrong, and then I saw, only three faeries had returned. © Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/526/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/526/#comments Mon, 02 Mar 2009 02:06:39 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=526 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/03/526/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/02/faeries-berries-and-the-crooked-claw/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/02/faeries-berries-and-the-crooked-claw/#comments Sat, 21 Feb 2009 16:38:19 +0000 Arialhollyberry http://www.fairiefabels.com/?p=441 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/02/faeries-berries-and-the-crooked-claw/feed/ 0