~ Bad Magic ~
His mother stands barefoot on the rocky riverbank and looks back over her shoulder at him, smiling.
She says, "This is a magic place. It's where I met my fairy prince for the first time."
She radiates happiness. She is excited, and a bit anxious, wanting her childhood refuge to become a place of healing for her son as well.
She sparkles. And he can almost believe that fairies are real like Mom says, and that good magic exists, too.
The blue stone winks up at them through the clear water as the sunlight begins to fade.
They are leaving 'Corn' here to be purified.
As precious as the stone is to her, she will not allow anything to hurt her son.
~oOo~