Memoirs of Faeries by Naylor C. N.;

Author:Naylor, C. N.;
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
Published: 2019-07-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Elsie

The words that my father spoke with his last breath were defining in our world. There was no changing the consequences. “Yr wyf yn anoint chi Helen, i arwain ni i gyd.”

Let me explain:

In our world, we have a royal family who govern and direct the Keepers. They ensure that the land is well cared for and producing food, that the animals are thriving and reproducing, that beauty is all around and that the world prospers from it. I am part of that royal family on my father’s side. You see, the line and the crown passes from one generation to the next as you would expect, unless (and this was where fate had twisted its knife) a royal close to his last living moments, chose to pass his legacy to another.

One hundred and seventy years ago, the Queen of the Keepers, Reverie, had died suddenly; she had reigned for three short years after her elderly mother had passed her the crown. She had not married nor had she any children to pass her crown to and so it fell upon her mother (who had survived her) to take the crown once more until a suitable being was found to take on the responsibility of ruling this world.

As the elderly Queen-mother grew frailer and unhappier, a young, beautiful and kind faerieling made it her task to deliver flowers, nuts and seeds to cheer the Queen up. Each day, a different colourful treat; a new story to smile about; another day to enjoy, all because of a kind and gentle daughter of two happily married flower painters. The Queen fell quite in love with the faerieling, Lune (named after the moon) and despite her parent’s rebuttal, the youngster was adopted and taken to live and learn from the Queen. In less than two years, the words were spoken. Yr wyf yn anoint chi Lune, i arwain ni i gyd. This beautiful being was bound to the land and the Keepers forever, and only a few months later, the elderly Queen lay down to rest in the earth.

Legend has it that Lune ruled majestically, she was kind and gentle. She cared for her people and worked amongst them unafraid of hard work and she created a happiness never seen before amongst these people. Yet, numbers were falling. There were fewer dainties than required (female keepers) to keep the birth rate higher than the death rate and Lune, after many consultations with her advisors, decided that to sustain the lifeline of her people, they must move and join families of faeries together.

It was a necessary but laborious task. First though, the birds, butterflies and bees would search near and far for a location that could sustain several generations – for the prospect of moving the access point of our world to a new location once was hard – it would be a nightmare to move again. The place had to be perfect. There had to be security and the place must provide a safe haven for anyone who chose to stay.

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