BB
brings over a cup of nectar, which she informs me was harvested early morning
by the army of bees that work for the Queen. The nectar is so sweet and warm it
slides like liquid gold down my parched throat. I sigh a thank you to BB. Her
beautiful gown and wings dazzle, she walks effortlessly towards her chair, just
to the right of me, and taking up her own cup of nectar takes a long swing.
Thinking to myself that BB probably needs sustenance to work with the like of
silly little ol’ me.
“You
have questions, Winifred” she says. “That’s completely understandable”. “Let me
start by saying; we were rushed, and we never expected the lights to start
fading as rapidly as they have!”
“We
thought we’d still have a few years to ready you for all of this” she says
matter of fact, shrugging her shoulders. “It was never our intention to drop
all of this on you with no proper preparation, I apologise”. She continued “The
Queen is not good at humility, given her status I’m sure you can see why.” “This
must be awfully difficult for you, as you are still so young. Please believe me
when I say to you, my folk had no other option. You were chosen you see, before
you were even born.”
Taking
another long drink of my warm nectar, and glancing up over the rim of my cup I acknowledge
that I understand.
BB
continues “Thirteen years ago, at around the turn of the season from autumn to spring,
we started to notice that a few our lights had started to dim, not many, but
enough for us to notice. We tracked the trend and what started as only five
faeries lights dimming, quickly multiplied to twenty five, which then multiplied
again.” “Fortunately for us there are millions of faeries in this garden and
the fields and meadows beyond, however we started to hatch our plans to secure
the future of Faerie Folk in case it became worse.”
“Our
worst fears became reality after only a few short months, and action was
urgently required!” “Fortunately your mother had just learned that she was to
become a mother, so we placed Delores Daffodil with sparkling references, at
your mother’s door, just as soon as your mother was thinking about getting in
hired help, to assist her in taking care of you”
“It was
with great joy that we celebrated your birth in our Kingdom, knowing that you
would be the child who would bring our lights back!” “How we danced and sang
and fluttered the night away, we even had unicorn races in the adjoining field
at midnight. Humans had reported seeing fireflies in the meadow late that
night. Oh how we all laughed, as we are so often mistaken for fireflies.”
“If the
truth is to be told there had been an overindulgence of nectar and fairy cakes
that night too, many faerie children complaining of tummy ache, and some of the
adult faeries complaining of similar ailments too.” “We were all just so
pleased, you see, for your arrival. It was indeed the best party I have ever
attended.”
BB went
on to say “there has been little since that day to celebrate, our faeries
lights are going out and their lives with them.” A silver tear dropped from her
reddening eyes. “Millions of faeries now stand at merely tens of thousands,
this figure is dropping daily” “we are trying to encourage our lights not to
glow too brightly so they can be sustained, that’s why we are using artificial
light” “This however is not an answer and daily our numbers are dwindling” “Can
you see my dear child, why we need you so?”
My heart
feels like a stone in my chest.
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