Another plan had gone down perfectly, Fitzwilliam and I had gone to jail just like we planned. Our mission was to reclaim our people's magic stone. This stone gave us our powers, we could not practice our faerie magic without it, and we could not fly as we were born to do. The mice had stolen our stone, the Draesia Stone, and taken over our kingdoms. Very few of us could practice magic or fly without this stone, only those of the purest souls. This is why Fitzwilliam and I had been chosen for this quest, we had the ability to reclaim our sacred stone. To help our people on the path to freedom. Fitzwilliam called out, breaking me from my trance, informing me he was almost finished. As I walked up to Fitzwilliam he broke through the barrier and we hurried through to the narrow tunnel. As we passed through the wall it rebuilt itself, Fitzwilliam and I continued on towards the sacred Draesia Stone. Upon arriving we prepared ourselves for the spell we had to cast on the mice guarding the stone. Fitzwilliam and I flew through the shimmery curtain protecting the tunnel from view and cast the spell. Fitzwilliam then flew forward faster than I had ever seen him fly and retrieved the Draesia Stone. We had done it; we had successfully reclaimed our magic!
Fitzwilliam and I made our way back to the safe house silently, using the cover of trees and the night. Upon arrival we placed the Draesia Stone in a safe place and spoke to the King and Queen of this kingdom, my parents. We told them of our exploits and also of our new plan to defeat the mice once and for all. They approved wholeheartedly. My parents, King Edward and Queen Grace, set about organising a meeting to discuss the uprising of the Fae Folk against the mice. Now that we could fly and practice magic again we were sure to win. All of the Fae Folk agree to continue as normal when the mice are around. When their backs are turned the faeries will embrace the power of the sacred Draesia Stone and forge our magical weapons. The faeries fly back to their original homes in the sky and escape the bonds of the Earth. They soar through the air silently, but joyously.
All the Fae Folk begin to make small rebellions against the mice as mother, father, Fitzwilliam and I organise the major attack. After the small rebellions have escalated the final piece is set into play. The Fae kingdoms have united and stand up to the malevolent mice. As the mice gather their troops the war begins. Fitzwilliam and I go in to help our people. As we are more powerful than the average faery we agree to help with the healing, many lives are saved. The war lasts for many a day but eventually the Fae Folk are victorious. We have defeated the mice and reclaimed what is rightfully ours. Many faeries are seen soaring through the air joyously, carefree, they laugh and the sound of tinkling bells is heard throughout the land. Fitzwilliam and I soar and swing and wheel through the air towards our palace.
As all the celebration starts Fitzwilliam and I hear the Fae Folk continuously recite one poem.
"Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence."
All is well and where it should be in the land of the Fae.