In the small country of Washington, there is a small village called Kentwood. Its townsfolk were generally normal people with their ups and their downs. They went about their lives, working at their jobs. There was nothing truly special about this place. An old castle rested above the town, on a hill, overseeing everything.
Relatives of the ruler of Washington were lived there. Never bothering the people. There was a young daughter in this family. A lovely red-headed girl. small and petite. She loved to paint and draw, and dreamed of having a pet rainbow. Her family thought this a bit strange for a princess. They tried to get her into princess things like fancy dresses and gossip of the royal court.
Lady Jennise, that was her name, had no use for such things. She was more interested in learning about the myths that surrounding the forest that engulfed the village. Some said that fair folk lived among the old trees. Elves. Beautiful and elegant. They could pass for human if not for their oddly ears and fairly pale skin. Lady Jennise would spend hours wandering the forest with her closet bodyguard, Erik. The pair would wander around with Jennise looking for the elves. Erik allowed it because... well, he was in love with the beautiful Lady of Kentwood.
One day, Erik fell ill. Jennise forced him to stay home, promising not to go out. Of course, there would not be much of a story if she had stayed in her chambers to paint things or dream of her future pet rainbow. The young lady ran from the castle, out in to the forest. The trees were softly light in the fading light of the sun. It was that time of day when the sun was dying that everything was lit with a soft golden light. Twilight. There was something truly magical about it. Fireflies flew up from the underbrush, lighting up here and there. Like little faries. Jennise giggle to herself, then paused.
A Bereth thar Ennui Aeair!
Calad ammen i reniar
Mi 'aladhremmin ennorath.
A Elbereth Gilthoniel
i chin a thul lin miriel...
Someone was singing. A male, prehaps. In language she did not know of or understand. The lady headed toward it but everytime she came closer... It would dart away, deeper into the forest. Finally the voice stopped. Jennise looked around. She was in a big open field filled with wildflowers. It had also grown dark. The fireflies were the only light now.
This was a bad idea, she scolded herself. She had promised the sick Erik not to do anything stupid. Suddenly a larger light caught her eye. Not a light. More like a glow. Jennise walked towards it, then stopped. A young man with white blonde hair tied back stood, watching her through the dark. He smiled at her. An elf.
The man laughed. Jennise realize she must have spoken aloud. She blushed in the dark. "Forgive me, sir... I have forgotten my manners. I'm -"
"You are Jennise, Lady of Kentwood. I know who you are. And you know who I am" She furrowed her brow. What was he talking about?
"No.... I..." He looked familar. "Erik?!" The man nodded. "What?"
"You never wondered why I demanded we go back back to the castle before sundown? I wanted to keep this my heritage a secret." Jennise knew she ought to be angry, but was happy all the same. She ran to him, throwing her arms around him. That was the night that Jennise got her first elfish kiss.
The pair kept their love a secret until her 23rd birthday when she learned of her arranged marriage to some prince. Erik arranged for her disapperance and the two ran from Kentwood castle into the forest. The royal family searched for a time, but sadly came to the decision that she was gone forever.
Erik took Jennise to his home. The elf city of Uropea. His father, the Elf King, gave his blessing to the two. They were married. As a wedding gift, Jennise was given the gift of immortality. It was as they say... Happily ever after.
It is said that even today one can see the fair, red-headed elf princess flitting about the modern day town of Kentwood. She is still happy as ever.
[This is in response to the following story written]
lady madison and the fairies
in the year of 1789, the age of believing in fairies was on its way to myths. spain was close to dis-believing, until a lovely lady by the name of madison decided fairies were one thing her and spain could not loose.
in the begining, she tried capturing fairies in jars and releasing them into a greenhouse. it took a lot of effort to keep them all in order, and after a few rude neighbors found out about it and tried ruining her idea, she had to find a safer way of saving these creatures.
she then tried keeping them in a small forest by the wells that were used as a water resource, but the creatures of the wood also disagreed with these shimmery colorful gay creatures, and made a sport of throwing them down the wells.
on her last nerve, she ran out of her house, cursing the world and accidently hitting a few fairies. once she calmed down, she noticed a fairy that was hiding, and though she felt bad, it made her incredibly happy. this fairy, out of shock and fear, hid inside of a tiger lily, safe from lady madisons anger. this pleased madison, because the fairies could happily rest and reside in the flowers, then sneak out for daily needs.
this worked for many years, but one evening a fairy was caught sneaking back to it's residence, a rose, and a young writer decided to expand on it, thus the story of thumbleina was born.
many years have passed, but the fairies remain at home in these natural works of art. due to evolution, fairys have shrank in size, but still carry the same shimer and rainbow color, along with trickery and jokes. madison, loved by the fairies and their close ansestors, was made imortal, and now lives undercover in an unknown city in washington. the fairies still visit and bare gifts.
Currently listening:
The Lord Of The Rings: Fellowship Of The Ring (The Complete Recordings)
By Howard Shore
Release date: 13 December, 2005
