It was Christmas eve in faerie land. Huge snow flakes had covered the roof tops and the villagers had been busy clearing the snow from their drive ways. Decorations illuminated the valleys and there were celebrations both in the houses and on the streets.
Lots of faeries had given up their time to become Santas helpers. It was the only time of year that faeries, elves and pixies all worked together on one common goal and that was to pack the presents for all of the human children around the world.
There was a gentle hum – a mixture of fluttering wings and singing of faerie folk. There was an excitable air all around faerie land as there was every day as all magical folk lived Christmas spirit all year round.
However Princess Onyx was too far away to hear it. She had spent every year doing her royal duties – packing presents and putting them on the conveyer belt which led them straight into a vortex. This was the same vortex that had delivered them to Santa Claus’s house in the north pole for the past thousand years.
One year, herself, ruby Star Light and Crystal Moon Wand had spent the entire Christmas at Santa Claus’s house and had even got to meet Santas wife ‘Mother Xmas’ as the elves called her. Like most women she was the brains behind the whole operation and often took her own sleigh or these days her helicopter to help deliver the presents. Although together they made a fantastic team!
It had been a holiday to remember. They were all barely out of faerie school and it was the first time any of them had been so far away from their own country and parents. They’d built mini snow men, rode on Santas’ sledge and had even roasted chestnuts on mother Christmases log fire. The chestnuts had been huge..like boulders and far too heavy to pick up and put on the log fire. So they had worked their magic to shrink them and had ate them with sprouts and lashings of cranberry sauce.
It had been the first time they had met an elf. Elves and fairies hadn’t mixed for a long time.It was because of a bad deed that a young elf had done and the older generation of faeries had never forgiven him. It was nice that for the holiday season that they had called a truce.
But this year she wasn’t involved in the Christmas celebrations – she was thousands of miles away and on a mission. A mission to return her beloved pet Loomies’ essence back to full power. But first she had to find her. She had been gone for weeks and was missing her quirky ways.
Night had descended on them and they had set up camp on the tree tops. They were wrapped in the leaves from the ever green trees that protected them from the bitter cold winds that howled through the branches. Huge snow flakes descended on the valley and the air was crisp clean and sharp.
Tomorrow they would be entering the dark zone – a never ending forest full of goblins, trolls and other swamp monsters and she wished that she had Loomies powers to help her navigate her way through. It was a land that magic had forgot and unable to use her magic powers her and her sisters would have to brave it on foot.
A gust of wind shook the branches of the tree and the leaf she was laying on trembled beneath her. Curling up into her sleeping sisters she closed her eyes and attempted to get to sleep…..
Crystal Moonwand entered the forest where the faerie counsel dwelled. Dawn was breaking and golden streams of light seeped through the tree tops and onto the forest floor.
She flew through many entwining branches until she came to a clearance where the trees had been partially cut down and only one huge fully formed tree was left standing. This was the entrance to faerie head quarters.
Sensing her presence the sleeping tree stirred from its slumber and one eye popped open and then another.
“Who goes there?”
“Princess Crystal Moon wand sir. I am here to see the faerie counsel.”
“Do you have an appointment?” the tree asked.
She shook her head “No there isn’t time. Its very important.”
The tree chuckled “If I let everyone in who said that who had no appointment we would be over run and we would get nothing done.”
“There will be no counsel to do anything ever again if you don’t let me in sir” and then proceeded to tell him what the Gothic faeries intentions were. When the tree looked still undecided she quickly went on “She has already taken over the north of the country and it will be your fault if you don’t act on what I’m telling you. You wouldn’t want to have your branches removed would you Sir?”
The tree sighed and the next minute its tiny arch door at the base of the bark screeched open. She found herself in a dimly lit stair way with hundreds of tiny steps leading into a series of winding corridors that were clearly sign posted.
The corridors were empty and there was no sign of Christmas spirit inside of them. The place looked as if it hadn’t had a lick of paint in thousands of years. Some of the counsel faeries were rumored to be over a 1,000 years old. They had lost their magic due to their narrow mindedness and reluctance to move with the times. Lots of the faerie folk had lost faith in them and were looking to themselves to keep Christmas spirit alive in faerie land.
She knocked on the solid oak door and it creaked open. All heads turned at her presence and the sight before her left her mouth agape and eyes wide with wonder…….
Ruby star light leaned against the balcony of her penthouse suite in New York. She had flown out to spend time with her partner who had clients in the city. The plan was for him to have a quarter of the day working on one of his clients projects and tying up loose ends and then come back for late lunch. And then go out to a friends Christmas party they had both been invited to in the evening.
However she had long ago given up on that plan as 8 o’clock had come and gone. With no sign of him she kicked off her heels and sat down on the chair. She looked at the cat that was perched on the ledge and despite being at a great height was looking carefree and relaxed. That was how she used to be when she had been in faerie form. It appeared most humans had forgotten how to do that and it was nice to see that her feline friends hadn’t. Although she could never understand how animals had lost their voice in this world and wondered how things had come to be so.
A couple of weeks ago she had bought a crystal ball from a little curiosity shop in London. Much to her partners frustration she had spent many a day trying to contact Hanvel the eagle whom she knew traveled between worlds with ease. Finally he had emerged through the swirling mist inside of the ball. Communication hadn’t been great and she wasn’t too sure he had heard her request – to fly to the Gothic faerie and trade the biggest and last ruby she owned for her safe passage home and returning her into faerie form.
Brought back to the present by the bolt of lightening she surveyed the starless sky. There was no sign of the eagle and with a heavy heart she paced back into the penthouse just in time to see her partner striding through the door. The presents he was carrying were stacked so high she couldn’t see his top half only hear him humming a Christmas song.
She watched as he laid them under the Christmas tree and quickly strode towards her his arms outstretched. “I’m so sorry I’m late, Please forgive me”He kissed her quivering lips and stopped as he seen the tears in her eyes “Hey why so glum?”
She didn’t answer and give him a weak smile. He didn’t have to ask why twice as he knew straight away what the matter was. He knew he had to humor her at least until he could get an appointment with his therapist after Christmas. This faerie thing had been dragging on too long and he couldn’t believe that he had nearly bought the story.
“No sign of the eagle then?” He asked
She shook her head “I’m not sure if he got my message.”
He wanted to shake her back to her senses but he had promised to be gentle with her and play along with it “Was that because the crystal ball wasn’t working properly?”
She shrugged ” Who knows I’ve never used a human one before but I believe that they are they are not as powerful as our ones back home.”
“Well I guess he’s out partying with friends and family at this time of year so don’t be surprised if you don’t hear from him.”
“No actually, I’ve been flying all day and night to find the opening between the two worlds so I can come and see Princess Ruby.” came a deep male voice from the direction of the balcony.
Rubies face lit up and she peered around the patio door to see the eagle perched on the ledge. “Hanvel you came!”
“Indeed I did princess Ruby. I promised your parents I would look after you but you seemed to disappear off the radar and now I know why. Thank goodness I found you. “The bird flew onto her arm. “And I have what you asked for in my satchel.”
Her partner stood in the door way eyes wide. He was pointing at the bird, mouth agape but with no words coming out. His client had given him a shot of cognac and he wondered just how big a shot it had been. Or perhaps it was an electronic one, technology was certainly amazing these day, in awe of how life like it looked.
Rubies fingers curled around the tiny glowing bottle inside of the birds satchel. She put it against her heart and smiled. The magic dust was pulsating against her palm. “It’s faerie dust darling. I have a way back home.”
Taking her lovers hand she placed the bottle in his hand “Did you hear me. I have a way back home and if you want to come with me you can as there is plenty of magic dust here.”
He looked at the glowing material in the bottle and then back at the talking eagle. Finally finding his voice “My god, you were telling me the truth. All this time I thought…
“That I’d lost my marbles as you humans say…I know. Shh” She put her fingers on his lips “It’s okay. You don’t have to explain. Listen, I love you. I forgive you for not believing me but we don’t have much time. I have to go soon before the magic dust loses its power. And I’m giving you the chance to come with me.” she seen the conflicting emotion on his face “but I understand if you can’t.”
“Princess, we must go quickly. The dust is starting to diminish.” said Hanvel
Her lover was silent for a moment then a grin appeared on his face “Will I have wings like you.”
She smiled and nodded
He sounded like a child “And powers.”
His eye brow raised. “And will I finally get to meet your parents that you’ve been hiding from me for years?”
“Okay Hanvel. I’m coming.”
The dust that had looked liked streams of sunlight captured in the bottle was starting to dim. Knowing its powers were only active for a short period of time on the human realm she knew she had to act fast. She popped open the cork and watched as the dust ascended into the sky then swarmed back down coming to hover like a cloud over both of their heads.
“Will you come with me?” she asked again
She seen him shake his head and her face fell. Then he grinned. It was the same cheeky grin he had wore on his face the first time she had met him. The same grin that had softened her heart and made her fall in love with him.
“Try & stop me Rube.”
She flung her arms around and hugged him. Then stepping back with her arms out stretched she said out loud:
Homeward bound and in faerie form
In faerie dust we trust
Take us both to faerie land
And this is a must!
” Close your eyes” she whispered into her lovers ear. “We are going to a very magical place. You’ll love it! ”
He did as he was told and felt a gust of wind ruffle his hair. The room seemed to spin for a couple of moments and he bent his knees to steady himself. “Can I open them yet?”
There was silence
“Ruby can I open them yet? His voice echoed.
His eyes flew open. He was in a magical place but it looked very familiar. He was still stood on the balcony of his penthouse suite. Except there was no sign of Ruby or the eagle.
The only thing remaining was an empty bottle and a tiny spec of what looked like sand on the floor that he realized with dismay had once been faerie dust……