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alia
dark in the forest there lived a fairy bead maker. not like a lady
that made fairy beads, but a fairy who liked to make beads for friend
fairies. she was taller than most fairies, and lankier, so much so
that she bent herself round near a circle just to make her precious
goodies.
'good morning! good morning bess!' entoned her charming, if not
sometimes overly enthusiastic, neighbor plumie. 'bess!! i have the
most wonderful news!' carefuly, bess extracted herself from her stiff
position and uncoiled her body. she never quite uncoiled completely,
not just to avoid extreme differences in posture, but to ease her
towering appearance. she had been badly teased as a child for it.
heighth is not seen as very useful to fairies, who have wings, and
don't like being spotted.
bess walked into the study where plumie was already comfortably
fingering through bess's mail. 'oh hi, plume, how are you?'
'o, i'm fine, you know, the weathers been good this year, plenty of
rain and not TOO many bugs. you know how they like to make trouble.
you know last summer poor ezzie was just covered in-"
'yes plumie, i remember... ah, what was it you came to tell me?
something about some news?'
'o yes! of course! yes! the council. the council has decided at
last that they will commemorate the great oak. she has been of such a
use for so many years and it is high time she be recognized. i've
come to tell you because there will only be so much room for
decoration and art work, and to let you in on it so you can, you know,
get in there and shove your big ol' foot in the door!' with this
plumie looked at bess expecting acknowledgement of what she thought
was quite an adorable little joke. she would have to wait till bessy
wasn't around to get a laugh for that one. bess just looked at her.
'well, anyway! just thought i'd let you know!' she said with a smile.
'well plume you know i do appreciate it. it was very kind of you.'
'don't mention it!' plumie was really genuinely impressed with all of
bess's wonderful peices and hoped they would be used in the
celebration. plus, its always nice to say things like 'o yes, i was
the whole reason she got involved...' etc. bess and plumie talked for
a while and then plumie was off for some errands. bess, who had
enjoyed the stretch but not the conversation, went back to her studio
to work.
'hm. commemorating the old tree...' she thought, 'won't that be
wonderful...' and she set to imagining the perfect beads for the
occasion. they could be hung from leaves, they could be worn by
fairies, they could line the tiny cracks in the bark. there were so
many options. she wondered when the celebration would be, it could be
next week, next month, next fall, 'o my' she thought, 'i will have to
go to the next council meeting indeed.' and she fell back into her
bead making, making a firm plan in her mind to attend.
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'o my!' thought bessie as she swivelled and swayed her way into the
meeting. 'i haven't been in a room this crowded since old aunt
margie's 275th birthday party, almost 4 summers ago!' time goes slow
for fairies, they live to be around 250, 260 years old generally, aunt
margie was quite a big deal. she had died before the end of that year
though, some think to avoid the trouble of another party that big.
bessie hardly every got out anyway, crowds really weren't her thing.
'excuse me!' exclaimed mrs. tuffeathers, a very bossy woman who was
obviously very irritated with bessie's audacity in being so tall. 'o
i am sorry' appologised bessie, quickly squigling herself out of the
way. finally bess found a seat without getting knocked over by the
children rushing by her or stepping on anyones toes accidentally.
the hollow in the old oak tree was starting to really heat up,
especially with all the lightning bugs crammed in there at the ceiling
to light the place. under conditions like these, normally, the
fairies would politely flap their wings to make a gentle breeze about
the room, but in this case there just wasnt the space for it! bess
looked at the agenda written in dove chalk on the large peice of
smoothed redwood hanging from the upper center of the hollow.
'Tonight's Agenda" it read. "Number One: Pollen Progresses and
Equities. Number Two: Foreign Affairs- Point A: Robin Airspace
Complaint, Point B: Reassesment of Human Visibility Requirements.
Number Three: Oak Veneration." Bess was a little anxious as to
whether or not she was going to get in on the decorations, or if all
that was already decided.
It was clear that the crowd had been drawn for the oak tree, although
there were a good lot there for the robin airspace complaint. it
seems that out near edges of the forest, closer to more sunlight,
robins had been accidentally eating fairies! robins are not known in
the forest for their eyesight or there intellect. their response to
the whole situation was to file a complaint with the council that the
fairies were flying around where they do their lunch hunting. you can
see why a few fairies were rather upset.
of course there was, however, a good bit of fidgeting while this and
the other issues were being resolved. the reading of the minutes and
the regular holabaloo of council meetings. all very necessary i am
sure. bess could hardly bear it as point and counterpoint went flying
around the room about things she could not find it in herself to give
one solitary flap about. finally the issue of the 'Oak Veneration'
arose.
it was revealed that the celebration would be held on march 17, as
that was the birthday of the founder of the council, so many people
thought it appropriate to use that day. it was also decided that it
would be held all about the great oak, all over its branches, and that
stations were to be set up at the end of each branch for music, food,
or drink, and that all musicians were to coordinate their musics, but
they did not have to play the same thing. decorations, to bess's
releif, had not been discussed.
as was customary at the end of the official proceedings regarding a
matter, the floor was opened to general questions. 'will all the
forest animals be invited or will it just be fairies?' was the first
question. 'what about the oak's age, will she mind such a party, has
she been consulted?' was the second. each of these took some talking
about. 'ok, the night is getting on now, have we any more questions?'
asked the orator.
'um, yes, i have one last comment please.' said bess. she hated
talking in groups.
'yes yes bessie, speak up!'
'i would like to humbly volunteer my services, your honor, for the
decorations commitee?'
'o yes, bessie well done. you can go ahead and head that up, won't
you? great. well that's settled then. and then if there are no more
comments, this council meeting is officially adjourned.' and he banged
his gavel before bess had any chance to protest.
bessie walked out bewildered, pushed forward by the massive river of
fairly tired fairies, all thinking of cool air and soft beds. bessie
flew home on autopilot and arrived quite surprised that she had made
it home at all. she had a cup of tea and a pollen pastry and went off
to bed. as the mist cleared in her mind she started to feel like this
was going to be quite fun.
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chapter 3: busy bessie
bessie rolled out of bed with the sun and drifted right into her
studio. her head still swimming with dreams, she got out her notebook
and started to sketch. she drew picture after picture of the great
tree, and all the wonderful history it had with the community of
fairies. like when the flood came and knocked down some of the taller
trees, but the oak stayed solid and when the elves came to visit and
stayed in the hollow and left all sorts of magic gifts with her. but
bessie's favorite, common though it is, was all the spring mornings of
her youth, before her wings were grown, when she and all her friends
would swing and swing on the long hanging branches, learning about the
air and about flight.
bessie sat drawing her pictures. she was a lovely fairy, really,
despite the unweildy heighth. she had long brown auburn hair, with
bright blond streaks in it, and slender amber arms and legs. she wore
autumn leaves as her frock and always kept mustard flowers in her
hair. her eyes were auburn too, with loveley lavender lids and deep
red lips. also, bessie never wore shoes.
after more than a few hours at the drawings, it was high time for
breakfast; after all it was nearly 10. she went to the kitchen and
fixed herself a nice hot tea and a honey cake she had been saving for
a special morning. while she sat, fingering the morning leaf, she
heard mickie the mailer coming up her branch.
'bessie!' she heard the poor thing bellow, 'bessie! c'mere an'elp
me!!' mickie was very small, even for a fairy, but bess couldn't
imagine what he could need help with. maybe he was stuck under a
branch. maybe he was stuck in a spider web! she hurried out to see
what the trouble was.
'what is it mickie, what is it!? o my! what's the matter?!' and she
came out to see the poor thing just in utter turbulence under this
enormous bag of letters! 'o let me help you!' she cried, and took
half the weight just in time before he dropped them. 'what is all
this?' she asked.
'well, you just tell me, now! this is yure mess lassy, not mine!'
'now what in heaven could you mean by that?' she asked.
'o, howdaya expect me to know what yure mail is about?'
'my mail! my mail? o this can't possibly all be for me!' but he
just looked at her. 'well! i'll have a look then!' and sure enough,
every piece she grabbed out of that bag was addressed to her. 'Miss
Bessie Glasser, Bess Glasser, Miss Glasser, Attn. Bessie Glasser' she
could hardly beleive it.
'i toldya so, lass.'
'yes yes, mickie, ok, i beleive you. i can't imagine what it is all
about though.'
'well, most likely its in regards to the decorations committee,
wouldn'tya say?'
'hm? oh! that's right. my goodness. well i do have some sorting to
do now, don't i. i am so sorry for all this trouble mickie, ah, would
u like some tea?'
'o no lass, i got plenty a'work ta do without that. thanks though, a
lovely offer. maybe in calmer times?'
'ok, you have a good day.' and with that mickie walked himself out
and took off while bess sat scratching her head, looking at the mound
of letters that came pouring out of the bag.
it would seem that although bessie forgot that she was officially in
charge of the decorations, no one else in the neighborhood did. she
brought over her tea and cake and hunkered down on the floor to start
looking through it.
bessie read each letter carefully and put it in a pile that matched
other letters like it. there were a total of 384 letters. 168 offers
of assistance, 78 ads for supplies, 63 design suggestions, 52 letters
of congradulations (one of those was from plumie) and 23 humble
appologies for not being able to help. fairies are very polite about
that sort of thing. so of the 168 offers of assistance, bessie picked
out 87 applicants that she felt were both artistic and hard working
enough for the task. then she wrote out letters of response to each
of them and asked them to come to the feild at noon in the day after
half moon for a meeting. she dropped the letters in the box and as it
was already night she got ready for bed.
she took one last stop in her studio to look over the drawings, and
had a last cup of bluebell tea to encourage her dreams. she drifted
off to sleep quickly as she was really quite exhausted.
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chapter 4
'okay, okay! could everyone please settle down?' bessie hated
talking in groups. 'everyone? please?' the feild was aswarm with
fairies, all 87 invitations had been answered, as well as 15 or 16
others who had come along to see how the meeting went. after about 15
minutes of buzzing about, greetings and friendly gossip people started
to settle down and pay attention to bessie's desperate pleadings for
order.
'okay everyone, okay! first let me say thank you to you all for
attending.' a pleasant murmur went over the crowd. 'second i would
like to say that we have quite a bit of work to do...' and indeed
there was! catagories were organized for leaf decoration, bark
decoration, root enhancement, branch consistancy and overall appeal.
then a set was elected as the design team, each of which would head
one of the catagories. bess oversaw everything. the meeting was
adjourned.
the celebration was in 8 weeks. they planned to meet again in 4, then
again in 6 and the last week of course they would see eachother daily.
catagory leaders would call meetings as necessary, and bess decided
that the design team should meet immediately, that evening, at her
home for evening treats and discussion of the drawings she had been
doing the last few days.
the design team included sharon, head glass worker for the 'do drop'
company, the oldest glass company in fairiedom, carrie, a brand new
but very prominent painter of rock patterns, antoine, a romantic leaf
sculpter who worked primarily in dried fallen leaves, rickie, a very
energetic light specialist with a focus in rainbows and prisms, and
suzie, a high strung fashion designer from among the very cutting edge
of fairy styles. carrie and bessie had been friends for some time,
and were looking forward to working together.
they all showed up around 8 as expected. there were pollen sweets and
ginko tea and a lot of chatting and catching up. eventually they
moved into the study and took a look at the drawings. bess had drawn
large drops of glass filled with leaves and vines, hanging by the
dozens from the leaves on the oak, tied on with fine dyed silk. she
drew glass flowers exploding out of the cracks of the bark, and long
silk vines hanging to the ground off the ends of each hanging branch.
but everyone's breath was really taken away when they saw the drawing
of the old oak in glass. it seemed to glisten even on the paper.
deep amber bark textured with boro waves coming out in individul
strands of branches, covered with the most delicate and beautiful
leaves, each in the place it would be on the real tree. it was truly
stunning.
but bessie's drawings were the drawings of a glass worker. now there
was the input of many other minds and talants. talk turned towards
roots painted with moss, prism drops hanging in a halo around the
crown of the tree, and of course the fulfillment of all bessie's glass
visions. they all said goodnight and looked forward to the next
meeting.
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chapter 4
'okay, okay! could everyone please settle down?' bessie hated
talking in groups. 'everyone? please?' the feild was aswarm with
fairies, all 87 invitations had been answered, as well as 15 or 16
others who had come along to see how the meeting went. after about 15
minutes of buzzing about, greetings and friendly gossip people started
to settle down and pay attention to bessie's desperate pleadings for
order.
'okay everyone, okay! let's all just settle down now! okay! now,
first let me say thank you to you all for attending.' a pleasant
murmur went over the crowd. 'second i would like to say that we have
quite a bit of work to do...' and indeed there was! catagories were
organized for leaf decoration, bark decoration, root enhancement,
branch consistancy and overall appeal. then a set of fairies were
elected as the design team, each of which would head one of the
catagories. bess oversaw everything. the meeting was adjourned.
the celebration was in 8 weeks. they planned to meet again in 4, then
again in 6 and the last week of course they would see each other
daily. catagory leaders would call meetings as necessary, and bess
decided that the design team should meet immediately, that evening, at
her home for treats and discussion of the drawings she had been doing
the last few days.
the design team included sharon, head glass worker for the 'do drop'
company, the oldest glass company in fairiedom, carrie, a brand new
but very prominent painter of rock patterns, antoine, a romantic leaf
sculpter who worked primarily in dried fallen leaves, rickie, a very
energetic light specialist with a focus in rainbows and prisms, and
suzie, a high strung fashion designer from among the very cutting edge
of fairy styles. they all knew eachother, but carrie and bessie had
been good friends for some time, and were looking forward to working
together.
they all showed up around 8 as expected. there were pollen sweets and
ginko tea and a lot of chatting and catching up. eventually they
moved into the study and took a look at the drawings. bess had drawn
large drops of glass filled with leaves and vines, hanging by the
dozens from the leaves on the oak, tied on with fine dyed silk. she
drew glass flowers exploding out of the cracks of the bark, and long
silk vines hanging to the ground off the ends of each hanging branch,
holding fringes of delicate glass leaves.
but everyone's breath was really taken away when they saw the drawing
of the old oak in glass. it seemed to glisten even on the paper.
deep amber bark textured with boro waves coming out in individul
strands of branches, covered with the most delicate and beautiful
leaves, each in the place it would be on the real tree. it was truly
stunning.
but bessie's drawings were the drawings of a glass worker. now there
was the input of many other minds and talants. talk turned towards
roots painted with moss, prism drops hanging in a halo around the
crown of the tree, and of course the many possible ways of fulfilling
all bessie's glass visions. they all said goodnight and looked
forward to the next meeting.
bess was so excited she could barely get to sleep. as she lay in her
bed memories of the meeting went flitting about in her head. antoine
had had such lovely suggestions, and such lovely eyes... she finally
dozed thinking of tree in glass, and wondering where on earth they
would put it.
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alia
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write if people like it :) i am sure to finish it eventually.......
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bessie was just getting the table ready for carrie's visit. there
were now only 6 weeks left before the celebration and all the plans
had been made for how things would go. the design team had proved
really quite insightful and the richness of beauty that seemed the
theme of the plans was sure to take everyone's breath away.
carrie wasn't coming over for business, she was coming to visit. a
regular visit. something neither of them had had since this whole
thing started. bessie just couldn't wait to see her, she really was
one of her closest friends.
finally the door opened and carrie floated in. she was bright baby
blue and lavander, full of shimmer and lush pinkish hair. she was the
picture of spring. her wings were blue with lavander inlay and her
skin was pale beige, but shone like gold. her eyes were the blue of
the sky, and if you saw her on a clear day, her eyes dissappeared
completely, and she looked transparent. ever since they were little
fairy girls bessie thought she was the most beautiful creature she had
ever seen.
'carrie, you're here.' and she gave her a great big hug. 'how are you
doing?'
'o, you know, it's really crazy! how are you doing?'
'o, okay, it does seem to be taking shape, doesnt it...'
'yes, it does...'
'how is everything with your team?'
'now, bessie, you promised, no business!'
'o okay, okay. you're right. but to tell you the truth i can't think
of anything else to talk about.'
'well i can! i have seen the way antoine looks at you! what do you
think, is there a romance on your horizon?'
'o come on carrie, antoine looks at everyone like that, even rickie!
i don't take it to heart. but i do enjoy his company. i am glad we
met, and i think we will end up being friends.'
'yeah, i think you will.' there was a pause and then carrie broke
down. 'okay, we can talk shop. what do you think about what sharon
is doing with the bark decoration?? i heard she has a really good
team to work with.'
'o it's just great. i think she is the only one with the skill in
training to get that job done. you know, she taught my first glass
class, did you know that?'
'no! that is wonderful! no wonder...'
'yeah, well i have always been grateful. but honestly, what i am most
excited about is what antoine is doing with the leaves.'
'o yeah, sure, your interested in what he's doing with the leaves... '
'no really! it is very beautiful.'
antoine was planning a sort of leaf weave, like a french braid, down
parts of the tree. he wouldnt hurt the leaves, just arrange them, and
sew them carefully together in such a way as to be unsewn the next
day. fairy's make awfully small needles, and good and sure not to
hurt anything they make art out of.
'but really,' bessie continued, 'i love what you are doing too... it
is going to be so beautiful... how is your team?'
'they are okay. the main problem is that we need a good bit of the
deep purple moss to match some of the glass work sharon is doing on
the bark flowers, and the beetles have been eating at our growing
patches all week. i've brought it up at the council but the beetles
seem to have some sort of treaty so we either have to move the patches
or just put up!'
'well, you could always spell them.'
'yeah, but i wouldnt want the trouble of it. strung out beetles
wandering up and down the forest, might do more harm than good!'
'good point.'
'well, we'll put up with it, you know.'
'hey, you know, why don't i get you some askine powder to sprinkle on
the moss, thats artronian moss isn't it? it wont hurt it, but it will
make it smell awful to the beetles...'
'now thats a good idea. bring it by tomorrow morning and we'll take
care of it. now i'm glad we talked shop!'
'me too.' said bess, and she smiled.
they chatted a bit more, and carrie grilled bess about antoine, but
she didn't get anything. eventually carrie left, after a lot of
laughing and story telling, and unintentional delay. neither of them
liked much leaving the other one's presence.
so off carrie went into the evening twilight, and back to her study
went bess to look at the drawings and plans. she wrote herself a note
about the askine powder and double checked her time tables and her
layouts. the thing really was starting to take shape, wasn't it.
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