Chapter 2: Invisible Divide
As Molly lay hidden in the leaves, lonely and frightened, she recalled the life she had been forced so suddenly to leave behind. She lived an idyllic existence in the Spungle fairy population. Her uncle had taken her father’s place and cared for the young child as if she were his own daughter.
Spending her days perfecting her flying, Molly studied the movements of the magical fairy dances. These agile steps and motions caused the Invisible Divide that separated the Spungle fairies’ village from the World Outside, to vanish.
“Go with the music, Molly. Let it enfold you and wrap itself around you,” Margil, her teacher, had coached her. Molly, snug in her bed of leaves, smiled at the memory, wishing with all her might that she was home.
Larger in stature than other fairies, yet not quite as large as humans, Spungles had sensitive, pointed ears and delicate features. Each fairy shared the trait of large feathery wings bearing the authentic Spungle crest of each family. Beautiful, they shimmered to a hazy blur as they flew.
On the third day of each month, when the moon appeared full, round, and deeply yellow, the Spungle fairies would gather to dance through the air, their wings moving with passion to the beat of fairy music. Red rose trees, their flowers opening only on these hallowed occasions, produced the haunting and bewitching music. It enticed the Spungle fairies to dance without restraint.
The music was powerful and intoxicating, guiding Spungle wings and feet through every movement of the red rose dances. Thus, the Invisible Divide disappeared. Only at these times, did the fairies venture into the World Outside. For two whole nights they left their small villages.
On these enchanted evenings, Spungle fairies would come together with all the other populations of their own kind. Flying to the fairy stone circles, located at the bottom of the huge Hills of Halle, the fairies performed their dances. Later, they would feast around a huge bonfire. The pungent aroma of fairy potions and elixirs, heated in the fire to seal their secrets and activate their magic, filled the air for miles around.
“I would give anything to be there right now!” Molly cried out loud, becoming restless with longing.
The Spungle fairies removed the potions on the second night when the last of the magical multicolored sparks died down. Each Spungle colony received their portions to take with them. The glowing embers were removed, placed in jars and buried in sacred ground, close to the Hills of Halle. On the next red rose occasion, the fairies would use the same smoldering magical embers to relight the fire, making the mystical potions that would last until the next full moon.
With the spells produced from these magical fairy pots, the Spungles enjoyed their special powers, using them to create a happy long life and plenty for their villages. Each individual fairy wand was dipped in the potions, their magic lasting until the next full moon.
When the round, deeply yellow moon waned and daylight drew near, the fairies would dance their way home. The Invisible Divide returned at daylight. The music ended, the red rose blossoms closing until the following month. The fairies were left with only a trace of magic when the end of the month drew near and the potion pots were empty.
Tossing and turning in the leaves, Molly feared that life as she always knew it had ended forever and with no warning at all. Would she ever return home to her friends and family?
At the guidance of the fairy elders, Molly learned the secrets of the Spungle fairies, their spells and special magic. When she was old enough to look after herself, she moved into her own little house. Life was good and she could not possibly have known that one event would change the course of her life.
Two days before the moon became full again, a knock came at the door of her small house. Molly opened it to see a man wearing a long, black, hooded robe standing in the doorway. He was alone and spoke before she could say a word.
“Hello, Molly. I am Jar-Ed, advisor to King Simon.”
Molly stammered a bit as she asked him in. She was totally caught off guard at an unheard of visit from the World Outside. It had never happened in her lifetime.