Feign sat in her room in the morning and looked at her notes.
"So, blue dust is made with a moonstone during a blue harvest moon here," she put her finger on her map of pixie hollow, "so how would red dust be made?" she thought a moment before saying aloud, "Since red is usually seen as being the opposite of blue, maybe it's be made with a red stone on the opposite side of the island during a red moon... a Blood Moon! That's it!"
The ravenette picked up her ruby and looked at it carefully. Tonight was the Blood Moon so she only had a little time. Quickly, Feign scooped up some pink pixie dust and grew a long staff with the ruby at its head. Unlike the things Zarina grew with the dust which looked beautiful and radiant, Feign's plants were black and looked withered. The black dead vines of the staff twisted around one another to for a long rod, and at the tip the vines tapered off to gently cradle the red jewel. She brushed the dust from her hands and grabbed her staff. Sprinkling purple dust on her wings she took off toward the other side of the island, staff in one hand and map in the other. She had plotted the course to the exact spot in the island that was opposite the spot where blue pixie dust is made, and, with luck, it'd be the place to make red dust.
As Feign flew to the other side of the island the scenery gradually changed. The wonderful sight of the spring and fall began to morph into dark twisted trees and plants and there was hardly any light. It was as though all that was good and light simply abandoned this part of the island, but it was still beautiful in its own way. Unlike the rest of Pixie Hollow which had conventional beauty that made you feel happy and warm, this place held a dark beauty that was cold and mysterious but you couldn't help but to be drawn in to it. Its that kind of beauty that lasts... Feign thought to herself. She tugged down the soft white dandelion dress she wore upon arrival so it didn't ride up while she was flying at such a high speed. She'd never gotten any other clothes since she didn't have a talent. Feign slowed down as she reached the place where she had marked on her map. Here there was a small clearing where the moonlight shone down. It was almost midnight.
Earlier.
Tinkerbell joined her friends as the Summer Celebration began. Periwinkle soon arrived and took a seat next to her sister in the stands. After a short speech and a presentation from the nature fairies in honor of Summer, the true festival would begin. Booths were set up around with food and treats and other things. This was a night of festivities. The lights went down and a spotlight shone on Queen Clarion, who stood at the center of the field.
"Welcome, one and all, to the Summer Celebration! In a few days most of you will leave to bring Summer to the main land..."
And so the speech continued and then the nature fairies came in. They preformed acts that suited their talents. Silvermist, Fawn, Vidia, Rosetta, and Iridessa all got to display what made them special. After the show the fairies filed out to the festival. Flowers with balls of light inside acted as hanging lanterns that lit the way along the paths and around the booths. Tink and Periwinkle met up with the others and they all walked around and looked at the items at the stands. Tinkerbell felt a tap on her shoulder as she was talking to her sister and turned to see a familiar face. Terrance stood the holding out a small trinket.
"I... got this for you." he said.
Tink blushed, "Thank you, Terrance."
He smiled and rubbed the back of his head with his hand, "Uh, Tink...?"
"Yeah?" she replied.
He didn't say anything to her, not with words at least. Instead her simply pressed his lips to hers and let his action tell her what he wanted to say. The two broke from the kiss and both of them were blushing.
Tinkerbell brushed a strand of her bangs out of her eyes and began, "Terrance, I..."
but her words were lost as everybody's attention turned to a sudden burst of red light in the distance.
Still Earlier.
Zarina woke up after drifting off at her work table. She hadn't slept last night and hadn't intended on dozing off. The auburnette looked outside to see that the sun had already set and realized she was late for the celebration. She thought Feign might have woken her up since she usually stopped by, but apparently she hadn't been here. This struck Zarina as odd.
With a sprinkling of purple dust she flew to Feign's place and knocked on the door. After ten minutes of not getting an answer she pushed the door open. It was dark in the house, the only light provided by the glowing jars of different colored pixie dusts.
"Feign?" Zarina called out, but the only answer was silence.
She walked through the small house, looking for Feign, and noticed the ravenette's open book of notes on her desk. Zarina turned her gaze to the notebook and saw something that made her eyes go wide and her breath run out.
"No..." She whispered with what was left of the air in her lungs.
The notes were about red pixie dust, which she had told Feign didn't exist, but that was a lie. The truth about red pixie dust was something dark and powerful, which was why the dust was forbidden. Even though Zarina had gone against Fairy Gary and made other colors of pixie dust she knew that red dust was something she should never in a million years mess with, but Feign didn't know that. Feign didn't know what kind of repercussions red dust had. Because Zarina didn't tell her.
Zarina bolted for the door, in a hurry to find Feign and stop her from creating the red dust, but she stopped when she got out the door. The auburn haired pixie gazed in horror at the sudden bright red light that could be clearly seen above some far off three tops.
