"Mama!" I screamed, bolting upright in the soft warm bed. I was panicking.
"Woah! Vixen!" Queen Clarion's voice came from next to me. "I'm here, dear. Everything will be alright. Settle down, sweetheart," one hand ran up my back and I turned into her arms and sobbed.
"Why do I keep dreaming about it?" I choked. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly. Once more I was surprised by her strength as I snuggled against her, gripping her nightgown.
"I don't know. What I do know, is that I will always be here for you," she murmured softly, "I care about you, Vixen. You are going through a hard time, you've lost your parents and your finding your talent, which doesn't seem to be very pleasant for you at the moment. I can't promise that everything will get better, because I just don't know if it will. I refuse to make promises to you that I cannot keep. I don't want to hurt you, dear. You're too precious to be broken anymore then you already are. You saved my life, Vixen and I will do everything in my power to save yours." My mind had numbed.
"Why?" I croaked, my nightmare almost forgotten. Queen Clarion's chest rose and fell heavily as she sighed deeply.
"Get some sleep," She replied softly, running her fingers up and down my back. I wanted to ask her what she meant, but my mind began to fog up as she continued tracing invisible patterns on my back, sending me into a deep slumber.
The next morning, I wasn't really expecting a normal day. There was no way that in that current moment in time, that anything could be normal. My talent terrified me, the only friend that I had was Queen Clarion and I didn't understand why. Why was the Queen my only friend? I wasn't complaining, definitely not! I just didn't understand why everyone turned their backs on me. Although to be fair, I had never gone up to anyone. I was too afraid that they wouldn't accept me. It wasn't until Queen Clarion suggested that I spend the day with Tinkerbell that I realised that I really didn't know anyone in Pixie Hollow apart from Queen Clarion. To be honest, I was scared. What if I did something to hurt them? I didn't want to hurt anybody. Well, not unless I absolutely had to anyway.
Once more Queen Clarion and I were in her library. I stared into the distance, my mind running away with thoughts. Okay, so we have golden, silver, turquoise and electric blue dust. We also have green mist. The golden dust has got to be some form of healing thing; Queen Clarion had stopped breathing and had practically died. I shivered at the thought. Moving on we have silver dust which seems to freeze people. Shouldn't that be a winter talent? It seems like a pretty cold thing to do, freezing people. Maybe I can see if Queen Clarion can take me to the Keeper… I'll ask in a minute. The electric blue dust brings me things I want… Heh, maybe I can just bring the Keeper to me. Or maybe I could just teleport there. That seems to be the turquoise dust… Argh it's all too much! "Vixen!" I snapped my head up. "Are you alright?" Queen Clarion asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"You haven't heard a word I've said have you?" She asked again, chuckling. My face went bright red. "No matter. I was asking you if you would accompany me to the Winter Woods today." She repeated.
"Sure." I replied. What luck!
Cold! Too cold! my mind was shivering as we trudged through the snow. It wasn't a long walk to get from the border to the Keeper, but it didn't make it any less cold. Soon enough we reached his home and entered. "Queen Clarion! What a pleasure! I'll get Lord Milori for you," the Keeper exclaimed before disappearing. I shivered and huddled closer to Queen Clarion. She glanced at me before wrapping a motherly arm around me and pulling me close to her front, wrapping the other arm around my back. I nestled against her and yawned. Why does the cold always make me tired? I thought. "Clarion." A deep masculine voice echoed. I turned in her arms to face Lord Milori.
"Milori," Queen Clarion practically purred his name. The love that shone from his eyes was overwhelming, and I knew that if I looked up at Queen Clarion I would see the exact same thing. They adored each other, devoted upon each other. I don't think I have ever known a love as strong as theirs, I don't think I will ever experience a love that strong. I retraced myself from my queen, knowing she would rather be with her love then myself, and I moved to the side. Queen Clarion floated towards him as he strode towards her and they met in the middle, Lord Milori wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her flush against him. I turned away, I was always taught that what lovers did was none of my business and I was not to stare. It was rude. Instead I turned my attention to the Keeper.
"This is hopeless!" I shouted, throwing my hands up in the air and covering my face with them. "There is nothing on anything! Why? Surely there is some fairy out there with the same talent as me! There has to be!" I was despairing. Dewey and I had been searching all his books to find out if there was anything on my talent. We had even gone as far as to get the records of every single fairy that has ever lived in Pixie Hollow since the beginning of fairy kind, and still there was nothing. I had an urge to cry. Curl up and cry. No one knew anything about me. The only people that did were now dead and no one has ever had my talent. Ever. I was so lost. There was no one to help me, no one to teach me. I had to find out all of these terrifying things by myself. I heard the door swish open and close softly. Footsteps echoed throughout the icey room. Lord Milori and Queen Clarion had returned. That meant that we had been doing this for at least three hours straight now. I was agitated. I needed to move. Standing up, I began to pace back and forth, oblivious to the watchful eyes of Queen Clarion and Lord Milori.
"Vixen please! Stop pacing!" Lord Milori exclaimed. Dewey had filled them both in on the fact that we had found nothing, whilst my pacing was getting increasingly worse to the point where the ice beneath my feet was wearing away. Ignoring Lord Milori, I continued. This is it. It's over. I won't ever be able to control any of my talent. Talent? TALENT?! It's not even a bloody talent! ARGH! I hate it! I can't control it, I can't learn how to use it and there is nothing on it anywhere which is just great! I can't do this! I jumped. A hand was resting on my shoulder. I looked up to see Lord Milori looking at me. "What's wrong?" He asked softly. I shook my head, moving away from him to a different part of the library and continued. No one understands me. No one ever will understand me. I'm just too different! I just - wait what's that… A baby! I ran back to where Queen Clarion, Lord Milori and Dewey were, to see Queen Clarion and Lord Milori locked in a loving embrace and kiss. Immediately I averted my eyes elsewhere. I waited patiently until I heard their kiss break. "Come on then, Vixen. Let's get back to see this new arrival shall we?" Queen Clarion asked, holding her hand out to me. I hopped over and took it. I wondered for a moment what that looked like to Lord Milori and Dewey; almost like a mother calling her child and then walking away.
The new arrival was a sparrowman who was a guard talent, but there was something strange about him. I could sense it. He had piercing grey eyes and copper hair, his body was strong and muscular. His eyes met mine as he found his talent and he gave me a lopsided smile. Queen Clarion named him Christian. Later in the evening, I could not get him out of my head. He was just there everytime I shut my eyes, Christian would pop up, with his lopsided smile. I smiled softly as I eventually began to drift to sleep, nestled against Queen Clarion as usual. It had become a rather natural thing now for me to snuggle into her side whilst one of her arms was draped around my back, drawing patterns on it. Slowly but surely, my mind gave in to the secret pleasures that sleeping offered as it gave up the fight to stay awake any longer.
Surprisingly enough, when I awoke the next morning, I found that I had slept soundly throughout the night, not once having a single nightmare. It was pleasant. It wasn't long that I found myself wandering around the Autumn Wood. Random, I know… but for some reason I was drawn there. As I walked through the wood, everything was peaceful. There was no noise other than the rustling of the leaves on the trees. So calm and collected. Nothing was disturbed. Then there was a loud shrieking. Maybe I can… I wondered. Turquoise.
I found myself standing amongst some trees. I brushed the brightly coloured dust from my shoulders as I craned my neck to see what was going on. There was a hawk and it was attacked a fairy who looked a lot like Silvermist. My mind was frozen as flashbacks of that day came back to plague me. My legs however moved of their own accord and I found myself running towards the scene. It seemed my body didn't react to the fear my mind would feel. Soon, my mind snapped into reality. Silver! A stream of silver dust shot from my hands and hit the hawk full on, freezing it. "Silvermist run!" I shouted. The water fairy did as I told her. I turned around to look at the hawk. I realised that the dust was wearing off and it very quickly unfroze itself. My mind wanted to run, my body refused to agree and stood there like a lemon. My eyes squeezed shut. "Stop!" I shouted, for some reason, and held my hands up. I opened my eyes. The hawk was coated in red dust and it squawked relentlessly. It was seriously getting to me as I tried to figure out what the hell this dust did. I had no fear anymore (why? I don't know). "Oh shut up!" I snapped. Instantly it stopped squawking. I froze. I can control it.
Find out what happens in the next chapter!