Chapter 10 – Yule in Fairyland

  Sonnja

  For this part of the tale, we’ll keep things light.

  The heroes made way for a glorious sight.

  In the boughs of the tree, the gathering of fae.

  Glimmering and beautiful, shining like day.

  The music sprang festive and played into night.

  Dee-jay threw axes, showing her might.

  Jezza and Clover stole away somewhere,

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  To intrude on their reunion wouldn’t be fair.

  When tired from play and time came for rest,

  The travelers joined at Clover’s request.

  A tranquil Yule’s eve, for each of them then.

  Happy warm dreams – that cat one again.

  The morn of Yule’s dawn, o wondrous day!

  Gifts borne by fairies had come their way.

  A dice set for Dee-jay, all blue and gold.

  A quill for my daughter, fancy and bold.

  Gifts for Clover, gifts for Salem, joy for one and all,

  Even I received a staff that was a little much too tall!

  Lucette, her celestial grace, called us to meet,

  The enclave all together at the great tree’s seat.

  She spoke of Yule and its transcendent power,

  How it awoke in new worlds hour by hour,

  Far beyond Terria, past the fae wild,

  In any place where starshine whiled.

  The rest of the day was spent playing games,

  And calling each other new silly nicknames.

  How it must have felt, for just this day,

  Safe from cold judgment, blissful and gay.

  Alas, dark things crept when Yule’s night came.

  A primal fae monster, called Kingoma by name.

  It stole through the shadows; it hid from the moon.

  The enclave would need heroes all too soon.