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	<itunes:summary>faeries through the ivy hedge</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Home Again, Home Again</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The time had come to return to the mortal world. Memories of the portal in the ivy hedge being breached came flooding back and the same sense of panic that sent the Kind One charging off into the forest at night threatened to overcome her again. If it wasn't for Arial's calming influence she would probably not have learned a valuable lesson leading to clarity of purpose. ]]></description>
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		<title>Midsummer Revisited</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 16:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I felt a tangible shift as I stepped into the fairy ring. A soft breeze began to sweep through the meadow, it carried the sent of lavender and jasmine as it swirled around the circle. I heard the rustling of a thousand  faerie voices blowing on the breeze, soft at first, then growing louder. I [...]]]></description>
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		<itunes:subtitle>I felt a tangible shift as I stepped into the fairy ring. A soft breeze began to sweep through the meadow, it carried the sent of lavender and jasmine as it swirled around the circle. I heard the rustling of a thousand  faerie voices blowing on the bre...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>I felt a tangible shift as I stepped into the fairy ring. A soft breeze began to sweep through the meadow, it carried the sent of lavender and jasmine as it swirled around the circle. I heard the rustling of a thousand  faerie voices blowing on the breeze, soft at first, then growing louder. I spun around and peered into the gloomy recces of the tall pines looking for the whispered solicitations, then, In one gigantic explosion, the air was filled with faeries.

I couldn&#039;t see Arial anymore, she was lost in the frenzy of the faerie celebration. At the edge of the clearing,  fireflies flew in and out of the flowers on the bleeding heart bushes, making them glow a soft red, still others flickered like tiny yellow candles moving in and out of the shadows at the edge of the clearing. Mixing with the melodious voices of the faeries were the sounds of the night. Frogs and crickets added the counter point to their song.

The faeries circled and spun, diving in and out, their delicate wings fluttering through my hair. In an attempt to find Arial, I moved closer to the center, making sure not to step on any of the spiraling  faeries. They were everywhere, flying on humming birds, and hiding behind flowers. I had been to the realm of the fae before but I had never seen so many different types of faeries, they were all shapes and sizes.

The rhythmic melodies of the faeries were becoming more enchanting and I found myself swaying with the magical music. I caught sight of Arial just as a legion of faeries  lifted me into the air. Normally I would have been unnerved by the sudden change of altitude, but the high pitched singing had filled my ears and I was caught up in the turbulent dance of Midsummer. It looked as if I were dancing with the stars themselves, whirling faster and faster until everything blurred together. I heard musical voices whispering to me to leave the mortal world behind.

The night passed into early morning and still we danced, twisting and leaping, until I felt as though I had merged with the fae. All memory of my mortal world was slowly seeping away. This is wonderful! I have no ties to hold me back, no responsibilities. I am grace and spontaneity! At this moment, I had given myself over completely to the faerie realm, I couldn&#039;t even imagine going back.

I was so caught up in the euphoria of the moment that I hadn&#039;t noticed Arial spinning close by. She had a look of understanding on her face. &quot;Kind One, we must get back to the ivy hedge before the sun&#039;s rays hit the meadow.&quot;  I felt like cold water had been splashed in my face. In the east, the sky was beginning to show the first light of day. The celebration was already beginning to fade from my memory and I became aware that I was floating high above the ground.

&quot;No Arial, I don&#039;t want to go back, I&#039;m one of the fae now, I&#039;ve been invited!&quot; Arial held her wand over her head in both hands and spoke in elvish. The wand began to glow as we slowly drifted back toward earth. Arial spoke, her words soft in my ear. &quot;Hold out your hand.&quot; Reluctantly, I gave in and held my hand forward. She waved her wand  and a small polished stone materialized in my upturned palm.

The stone was soft pink rose quartz that had a hole in the center. I watched as black cording twined around the stone then draped itself over my head so that the pendant hung over my heart. &quot;This is beautiful Arial, thank you, but what do I do with it? Does this mean I can stay?&quot;

Arial smiled. &quot;The Fae need your help on the other side Kind One, your work and the people who love you are there. You are much to important to us to stay in the realm.&quot;  She could see that I was having a hard time remembering. &quot;Hold the stone up to your eye and look through it, you will understand better.&quot;

I brought the crystal up to my eye and gazed through the center. The faeries I had been dancing with were fading into mist, their delicate hands reaching out for me.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Lost</title>
		<link>http://fairiefabels.com/2009/06/1248/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 16:22:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I landed face down in a bed of thick damp moss, two seconds later, Odette landed right beside me. With the smell of ozone still heavy in my nostrils, I rolled over and sat up. The last of the light was leaving the sky and the forest  was becoming increasingly dark. Odette stood beside me [...]]]></description>
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		<itunes:subtitle>I landed face down in a bed of thick damp moss, two seconds later, Odette landed right beside me. With the smell of ozone still heavy in my nostrils, I rolled over and sat up. The last of the light was leaving the sky and the forest  was becoming incre...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>I landed face down in a bed of thick damp moss, two seconds later, Odette landed right beside me. With the smell of ozone still heavy in my nostrils, I rolled over and sat up. The last of the light was leaving the sky and the forest  was becoming increasingly dark.

Odette stood beside me pulling bits of leaves and moss out of her hair. &quot;An what would ya be thinkin just happened?&quot; She seemed to be very calm, given the fact that we were just magically transported who knows where. Now that I had a chance to pull myself together, I didn&#039;t seem to be all that worried either, I had some bumps and scratches, but that was it.

I picked Odette up and put her on my lap. &quot;I think that there was some sort of negative effect when the energy beams from the two wands crossed, and we got caught in the middle of it.&quot; The underbrush rustled violently to the side of us. &quot;Shh! I put my fingers over Odette&#039;s mouth. &quot;Somethings coming.&quot;

I got quietly to my knees and crawled into a stand of tall ferns, signaling Odette to follow, then pulled the fronds up behind us. Twenty feet away, two young Centaurs crashed into the clearing, jumping wildly and butting their heads together as they took turns using defensive moves.

They shoved and pushed their way closer to us, unaware that we were watching. When they were just feet away they suddenly stopped and turned  in our direction, sensing our presence.  Odette and I sat frozen in place.

Odette opened her mouth to say something but I quickly put one finger to my lips to signal her to keep quiet. The centaurs started pushing through the undergrowth, working in opposite directions around the clearing. Before they could complete the circle back to where we hid, a horn sounded, high and thin. They snorted and bounded off through the trees, leaving us alone in the forest.

I released the breath I had been holding. &quot;I thought they would find us for sure.  Do you think they were friendly?&quot; My nerves were frayed, reality was setting in, we were alone in the forest and no one knew where we were or how to find us.

&quot;There there dear, that&#039;s what I&#039;ve been tryin to tell ya, centaurs are faerie friendly, I&#039;ve known em to help all the different faeries. Chances are, the faeries have called all the forest dwellers ta gether ta help find ya.&quot;

The light in the sky was almost gone now and I was starting to shiver. We had landed in very damp moss and my clothes were soaked through. &quot;Odette, I&#039;m getting cold and I don&#039;t think we had better stay here any longer. Lets find some place where we can get warm.&quot; When I stood up a sharp pain shot through my knee. I muffled a groan.

Odette peered at me through the growing darkness. &quot;You okay missus?&quot; I crouched down to pick her up and another pain coursed through my knee, I bit back an exclamation. &quot;Yes, I&#039;m fine, just sore from the landing I guess.&quot; I needed to change the subject. &quot;If the centaurs are friendly maybe we should go the way they went.&quot; I pointed across the clearing. &quot;Over there, between those two trees, see, we can walk where they trampled through the underbrush.

We started across the clearing. Bruised from the fall, and with my knee constantly reminding me that there was some wrong with it, I worried that I wouldn&#039;t be able to walk very far.  I looked around to find a stick that I could use as a cane. I couldn&#039;t see anything, the forest was completely  submerged in darkness now. Discouraged, I sat down with my back against a gigantic tree, tears welling up in my eyes.

Odette climbed up my arm and with the edge of her apron, wiped the tears away. &quot;Here now missus, no need for them tears, things will work out, you&#039;ll see.&quot; She sat down on my shoulder. It reminded me of the way Arial would sit and braid my hair while talking to me and the tears started again.

&quot;Odette, it&#039;s pitch dark now, I can&#039;t see two feet in front of me, I&#039;m cold, and my knee hurts. I&#039;m having a very hard time seeing how things will be okay.&quot;

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