FAM0,5 - Chaos in the Countryside by Wright Astoria

Author:Wright, Astoria [Wright, Astoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: smashwords, cThriller, Supernatural
ISBN: 9781949453010
Google: hOSpvAEACAAJ
Publisher: Novelwright Press, LLC
Published: 2018-09-26T22:00:00+00:00

8

Fables and Faeries

Back at home, Carissa rushed into the house, calling for Nan. She took out the object of her frenzy from her purse and set it on the kitchen table. Her nan came out of her bedroom in a fluster.

"What is it?" Nan wrapped her robe around her and looked around the kitchen. "What's wrong?"

She showed Nan the twig.

"Pixies, if you can believe it." She explained what had happened at the pub.

Nan went to a drawer in the kitchen for something—a magnifying glass, it turned out, but Carissa didn't wait for her examination. She lunged out the back door and into the humid night air.

"Hiya?" she called out. "Cynth?"

She ran to the chocolate cosmos. The basket hung low and lonely along the wall of the house. The sight of the empty cosmos plant sent a wave of fear through her. It rippled into terror as she rushed down the pathways of the garden. She kept calling out names, looking for any sign of the sprites who should have been there. Seeing nothing, she ran back into the house. The way she flung the back door open, she was lucky it didn't shatter. It did break Nan's concentration.

Her startled grandmother twisted in her chair to see the cause of all the bluster.

"They're gone," Carissa panted. Her eyes had grown to the maximum size her face could accommodate.

Nan's remained the same. "Did you try the old hollow tree?"

She should have thought of that. Right at the very edge of the property stood a large oak the faeries used for shelter in any weather they considered unpleasant. A flood of relief washed over her. Cari's thoughts verged on overflowing into worry again if she didn't confirm the idea. She turned and clutched the door handle.

Nan finished scrutinizing the wooden corpse before she had a foot out the door. "It's a pixie, alright."

Carissa stopped. "In Moss Hill? How?"

"I'd say it was a nature faerie under some type of spell."

Cari came closer, gripping the back of Nan's chair and peering over her shoulder. "What kind of a spell?"

"I don't know." Nan removed her glasses and blinked. Pinching the very top of her nose and sighing, she leaned back into the chair.

Carissa moved around the table. She didn't feel like sitting but lingered around the open seat. A second passed in silent contemplation.

Then, Nan's eyes popped open, and she squinted. Putting her glasses back on, she got up and walked to the sitting room, which housed a small bookcase. Cari followed. Nan's fingers hovered over the spines of the texts.

"What is it?" Carissa felt helpless behind her.

Nan tapped her index finger in the air, still looking but making a point at the same time. "Nature faeries aren't just the sprites. All fae are connected to nature, but some more than others. I read something once about some faeries, a type of sidhe I think, who could control elements."

"It is monsoon season, Nan," she reminded her.

"Have you seen a monsoon create pixies before?" From her tiptoes, reaching over the shelves, Nan turned and met her eyes through the bridge of her glasses.

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