A Fairy Story by James Gerard (open ebook .txt) 📖

looked out toward the border of the fairy kingdom and saw movement.

 Fearing the worst Foster flew back to the grounds of the garden creation and called Loxie and Leena and Solange to him.

 “You must hide: For something wicked is coming.”

 Foster watched the joyful smiles and gleeful excitement of his fairy friends turn to faces filled with fear. 

 Without questioning Foster, Loxie and Leena scurried up the mighty branches of the empty pixie tree as Solange soared up to the very top.

 Before Foster could fly back high into the crystal blue sky the ground shook and trembled.

 The clopping of heavy hooves and squeaking of wobbly wheels thundered in the air.

 Foster froze and looked at the line of covered wagons that came rolling into the garden creation.

 A human man handling the reins that controlled two strong stallions was the first terrible, terrible sight Foster saw.

 “I am seeking the fairy Foster,” roared a giant of a man as he stepped off the first wagon.

 Although Foster was frightened, he figured as a finder fairy is was up to him to meet the man.  As fast as the fastest wind fairy Foster went flying in and hovered before the eyes of the man.

 “Are you Foster?”

 “I am.”

 “I have something for you,” the man roared.  He then turned and bellowed, “Lilith, everyone, let loose what we have brought.”

 Foster heard Loxie and Leena and Solange scream.  He turned and saw them trembling with fear behind a leaf on the pixie tree.

 Foster feared the host of humans that were about to break free from the wagon wielding weapons and casting nets.

 Suddenly the menacing monster appeared.

 “It can’t be,” Foster whispered.  A wide bright smile came onto his face while he glided over to the familiar face.  “Well hello my lovely Lilly.”

 The sound of Lilly giggling brought gladness into the heart of Foster.

 He turned and saw Loxie and Leena and Solange sneaking a peak.  But the sound of clanking metal hitting the ground hard turned his attention back to Lilly.

 While Foster played with lovely Lilly, he heard Leena and Loxie and Solange shout out in glee.  He thought they shouted out with glee because of the lovely Lilly, but he heard the pitter-patter of many a footstep.

 Foster looked down and saw so many fairy friends he had never met before.

 Solange rocketed toward the fairy friends running out of their metal prisons.  Loxie and Leena quickly followed as they came running down the branches shouting with joy.

 “Lilly found them,” said Lilith.  “Remember when you left, Lilly was crying and clawing at the ground.  She knew the fairies that the wicked king of my ancestors had buried were just underneath our feet.  For hours we dug and dug and finally dug them out.”

 “Of course,” said Foster.  He looked at the lovely little girl.  “By the truth of our Father, I did indeed find the source of my joy when I found you Lilly.”

 King Midir and Queen Findabhair came to the front of the fairy friends.  “Where is the fairy Foster that the human Lilith has spoken of?”

 “There my queen,” said Solange.  “The fairy with the human child.”

 Foster turned around and glided over to the king and queen.  Upon landing he looked to them and said, “I am he.”

 Queen Findabhair walked up to him.  “In speaking for King Midir, all your fairy friends of the entire fairy kingdom, and for myself I say thank you Foster for bringing us forth from the darkness.”

 “But it was not I who did so my queen; it was the human child Lilly and her mother Lilith.”

 “But if not for you it would have never happened.”

 The queen looked to the fairy friends and announced, “My friends, both fairy and human, I cannot tell you the joy that is in my heart.  For we owe our freedom to Foster, and yes, to our human friends as well.”

 The fairy kingdom erupted with shouts of joy.

 “Please,” the queen continued, “let us begin a new beginning in which we will not separate ourselves from our human friends.  For out of the abundance of love of their hearts they indeed by the labor of their hands rescued us from the darkness.  And for that, we must continue to work together.”

 “But my queen,” a fairy voice shouted, “look what happened the last time when the new human king came in and took us captive, made us do things not natural for us to do.”

 “Yes,” another fairy voice shouted.  “Our Creator made us separate, to work separate from one another, helping each other in that separation.”

 “I understand my fairy friends,” Queen Findabhair responded, “but this time we can do it better.  This time we can do it with the truth; not by the trickery of that human king.”

 “But my queen,” Foster spoke up, “this truth you speak of should it be the truth of our Creator?”

 “Our Creator has done many wonderful things for us, but I do not believe our Creator would want the kingdoms of the human and fairies to be separated from our love for one another once again.”

 “What is your queen saying?” asked Lilith.

 “She wants us to work and live together,” Foster answered.

 “If I may,” Lilith said stepping forward, “I believe working together is not a good idea.  I agree with Foster.  Our Creator—”

 “No,” roared Lilith’s husband, “we have struggled for so many seasons just to stay alive.  I agree with the queen, we should work together.  I demand that we work together. We need food and we need it now.”

 “He is like the new human king!” a fairy shouted.

 “Run!” another fairy screamed.

 “Wait!” shouted Foster.

 All the fairy friends stopped fleeing.

 “Hear me my fairy and human friends, both kingdoms have hurt horribly over these thousands of seasons, but we must return to the ways of our Creator; we must live separate from one another.”

 “I will not have you Foster question my wisdom and authority,” Queen Findabhair angrily snapped.   “I said that this time we can do it better and we will do it better.”

 “My dear,” said King Midir, “what has come over you?  You have never once raised your voice in anger.”

 “Silence,” she shouted.

 While Foster had never known the king or queen, he heard and saw something very suspicious.

 “My queen, may I ask how you and the king and all of my fairy friends came out with such joy?”

 “That is the nature of the fairy kingdom,” the queen answered.

 “But my queen,” Solange spoke up, “how can that be?  For like you I was left in darkness, but I died.  Our fairy friend Leena suffered greatly.  And if not for Loxie being a master tinker he too would have suffered greatly in darkness.  But for you, all of you my fairy friends, how is it you have done well in the darkness?”

 “Enough,” shouted the queen.

 “No,” responded Leena.  “How is it all of you survived such terrible darkness?  Did you provide a false light?Answer my queen.”

 “Yes my queen,” spoke up Foster, “answer the question.”

 Foster watched as all the fairies of the fairy kingdom, the fairy friends buried in darkness, look at one another.

 As if one voice they shouted “answer our queen.”

 Foster shouted, “Yes my fairy friends resist and the creature will flee.”

 As the fairies shouted even louder, the queen’s face turned red.  She stomped her feet and shook her fists.  Then, to every fairy’s surprise the queen fell to the ground.

 The fairy friends, the humans too, gasped in horror as a shadowy figure came out of the queen’s body.

 “It’s the creature!” screamed Foster.

 “Get him,” yelled Solange.

 Before any of the fairy or human friends could reach the creature it vanished into thin air.

 “What does this mean?” asked Lilith.

 “We shall see,” answered Foster.

To Every End there is a Beginning

A fairy friend shouted “no” then fainted at the sight of Queen Findabhair lying motionless on the soggy soil.

 All the garden and animal and air and water and light fairies and fairies of every special talent came rushing in and surrounded the scene.

 Lilith and her husband Lawrence along with their lovely little Lilly came closer and looked down upon the fallen queen.

 King Midir gasped.  His legs buckled.  The king dropped to his knees, to the side of his beloved Queen Findabhair.  “It cannot be,” he spoke while softly sobbing.  “Oh the sorrow that is in my suffering heart is too much to take.”

 Foster fluttered above the heads of Lilith and Lawrence.  Tears began to fill his eyes as all his fairy friends fixed their stares on King Midir.

 “Oh my poor Queen,” cried King Midir.  “Is there anyone amongst us that can save her?”

 All the fairy friends looked at each other weakly weeping not knowing what to do.

 “We need pixie dust,” Leena shouted.

 “But we have none,” Solange sadly said.

 Loxie looked up to the bright blue sky.  Jumping up and down he happily announced, “There!  Look all my fairy friends.  There is the cloud of pixie dust.”

 All the fairy friends along with Lilith and Lawrence and Lilly looked to the crystal blue sky.

 “Oh my,” Lilith laughed.  “Look my lovely little Lilith; the yellow puffy cloud is back.”

 Lilly became giddy with laughter.  With arms raised above her head, Lilly tried to jump high but her little legs were not long enough to spring her up to the cloud.  

 Leena shouted, “Foster, you can do it.  Foster fly our Queen quickly to the cloud.”

 As Foster flew to the Queen a host of hawks high in the sky came diving down.  The swiftest of the hawks went diving as Foster.  As soon as Foster landed by the Queen, the swiftest of the hawks clipped one of his wings with a bite from its beak.  Foster screamed in pain and fell helplessly to the ground.

 The fairy friends screamed and scattered in all directions.

 Lilith and Lawrence and Lilly surrounded Foster and with flailing arms frightened the hunting hawks.  They flew to other fairy friends who had fear in their hearts.

 Lilith and Lawrence left Foster with Lilly and scared the hunting hawks away from the fairy friends.

 “We need the pixie dust,” Loxie shouted.

 Lilith looked up and reached for the cloud but came far short of reaching it.

 Lawrence then reached up but could not reach the cloud either.

 The hunting hawks began to swoop in again.  While Lilith scared the hawks away Lawrence took Lilly in his hands and raised her high above his head.  Lilly could only cry as she could not reach the cloud.

 “Is there anyone?” cried the king.

  Before the hunting hawks came swooping in again Foster cried out, “Cambria, where are you?”

 Cambria came charging to Foster.  “I am here.”

 “Quick, call all of your bird friends to you.”

 Cambria loudly chirped.

 The bright blue sky above turned black as red Robbins and blackbirds and yellow canaries and white owls and bluebirds and doting doves and special little sparrows and all the birds of different feathers answered Cambria’s call.

 An eager eagle came diving in and hit the mightiest of the hunting hawks.

 The hunting hawk screeched and flew away.

 The eager eagle landed next to Cambria.  She hopped on her friend’s back and the eagle flew to Foster. 

 As Foster hopped on Cambria commanded the eagle, “To the Queen!”

 “No,” said Foster, “to the cloud.”

 As the eagle soared high up into the sky the eagle screeched.  The blackbirds and yellow canaries and red Robbins and blue birds and white owls and doting doves and special little sparrow and all the birds