The silver bell
above the dorm monitor’s station rang gently; it was time to start the
day. Madame Louise walked between the beds and opened the curtains of
every tiny window. The sunlight poured into the room. Leaning down, she
whispered softly to each beautiful, sleeping little fairy.
“Good Morning
precious little fairling, time to wake up,” she said stroking the hair
from the face of each little fairy before moving to the next bed. She
leaned over and whispered into Lilly’s ear, “Time to wake up, little fairling,
good morning sleepy, beautiful fairy, time to wake up.”
Lilly stirred,
but she didn’t quite wake up. She thought she heard Madame Louise’s gentle
voice, but she was sleeping so soundly that she was sure she was dreaming.
She nestled deep under her sheets and made no attempt to get out of the
bed. She was having a fabulous dream and wasn’t quite ready to wake
up. Madame Louise slowly pulled back Lilly’s sheets and
stroked Lilly’s golden curls away from her face. She stared at Lilly for a moment and
smiled. Gently, she tickled her tummy, whispering as she did so.
“Lilly dear, it
really is time to get up . . . you shall miss breakfast if you don’t,” she
said with a giggle. “Breakfast, Lilly, fairy crumpets with hot butter and
a lovely cup of rose hip tea. It’s your favorite, Lilly,” Madame Louise
giggled.
Rosie, Ivy, and
Pearle had gathered around the foot of Lilly’s bed; they were tickling her
toes and whispering her name. Lilly finally sat up and glanced at Madame
Louise, who was motioning toward her. Lilly knew it was time – time for
their hug. Madame Louise grabbed all four little fairies, pulled
them close, and gave them a little hug to start the day. She did
it every morning to each and every one. Lilly jumped out of bed and
glanced at Pearle.
“May I,
Pearle,” she whined. “Please?”
Pearle nodded
and tapped her lap. “Of course,” she giggled,
“come on!”
Lilly jumped
straight from the bed into little Pearle’s lap.
“Could you
please take me to the bathing room? I have misplaced my slippers and my
toes are freezing,” Lilly said as she pointed to her tiny feet.
Pearle’s face
lit up. There was nothing she loved more than giving the girls a ride on
her lap. Pearle’s Chariot, the fairlings called it. Although Pearle used
it daily, there was no slowing her down; she was incredibly fast in the
chair that the elders had designed specifically for her. Often going too
fast, especially around corners when playing her favorite game, make a
fairling green! Spinning as fast as she could around and around on
her back two wheels, trying to make the fairies sick. She
could almost always make Boris sick and sometimes even Jack.
Lilly, often turned grey, though not quite green, and Ivy and
Rosie, well they were pros just like Pearle.
Every third year, on the fifth full moon, the Mushroom Patch holds a magical Spider Web Scramble. Excitement buzzes through the forest as the fairies prepare to scramble the magical webs in order to complete the course. As a special treat, the elders disclose that the stars will be coming down to join in and play. A wish will be granted for the fairies who are pure of heart and manage to beat the clock, locating the star that has their name etched on it. With the no-fly rule in place, teamwork is the only way Pearle can complete the course. But little do they know that possible danger is in their midst. Will the magical spider web scramble be postponed? Will the stars grant Lilly, Boris, and Jack their wishes? Find out in this delightful magical adventure.
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