Emma and the Silverbell Faeries by Matthew S. Cox

Author:Matthew S. Cox [Cox, Matthew S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948099608
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2018-02-13T06:00:00+00:00

mma turned in place, studying the sides of the pit the well had become. Small swaths of earth fell in here and there whenever she leaned away from the wall, giving her the sense this hole objected to her being there. The section behind her rippled, appearing likely to cave in any second. She grabbed at the dirt and tried to climb, but pulled away handfuls of loose soil and dry roots. More crumbled down, covering her to the shins as the spot she attempted to take hold of fell inward.

“Care have!” shouted Neema. “Collapse careless and bury if.”

Mawr’s face blocked out the sky in the tiny hole far above. “Emma, it is good to see you are unhurt.”

Emma stood as close to the center of the well as she could, feet together, arms clutched to her chest, too scared to touch the walls lest they collapse on top of her. “Are the villagers still acting strange?”

“No,” said Mawr. “The villagers are gone.”

“What?” Emma blinked.

“So is the village.” Mawr’s head swung to the right, exposing sky. A second later, he peered down again. “There is forest. No humans. No village.”

Neema landed on Emma’s back, arms and legs around her neck. A magical tingle spread over her body a second later. “Nothing weigh. Climbing now. Cave-in before go.”

Emma crouched and jumped up, floating about twice her height off the ground before she hung in midair like a dandelion puff. She wiggled her toes, momentarily enamored with the almost-ability to fly.

“Up go!” yelled Neema. The faerie grunted, straining to pull her into the air.

Awe at weighing nothing shifted to terror at the thought of being buried alive. Emma grabbed at the roots along the wall, pulling herself upward with ease. The pit walls crumbled inward below her, the filling dirt causing the bottom to rise beneath her as she climbed, nipping at her feet, threatening to bury her any second. An uneasy, continuous wail leaked from her nose, fear driving her to pull faster and faster. Yet no matter how frantically she hauled herself toward the opening above, the racing collapse below her feet remained only inches away. She screamed when her hand slipped free, expecting to fall, but the rising ground didn’t swallow her. Stunned, she gawked down at her half-buried foot standing solid.

It’s not chasing me… it’s following me.

No longer afraid, she climbed at a more cautious pace toward a circle of bright sky overhead that grew larger and larger. Mawr reached his mammoth paw as deep as he could, and as soon as Emma got close enough, she grabbed on. The bear swept her out of the former well and deposited her on the soft green of the faerie-forest floor.

Dirtfall reached the top of the pit with a dull whump, spitting a cloud of soil into the air. The carpet-like coating of plant matter and moss that covered everything in this place grew to hide the bare patch in seconds, as if the pit had never existed.

“What happened?” Emma gazed around at the lack of grass.

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