Here is yet another addition to the Fairy Frolic stories. Katelynne and Camille were sooooo beyond excited!!! They had arrived in Virginia again and they were hoping to get to go visit the Fairy Forest!!! Camille was giddy with excitement again! Many people had just arrived in the house and it was loud and wonderful! New family members to meet for the first time after hearing so much about them! She was finally getting to meet them at last! And they were suuuuuch wonderful people too! Truly delightful, welcoming, warm, and faith-filled people. Katelynne, Camille, Mary Grace, and Willow who had all come along on adventures and had fallen in love with them.
It was very late at night, far past her bedtime but there was no way she could sleep. Katelynne couldn’t sleep either. “Camille, I’ve been having such a great time here, but I need to breathe. I need to get out, get some fresh air. And I looked out the window and the moon is so glorious. I want to see it for real. Would you like to walk to the fairy forest with me?”
Camille jumped up and down, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” She knew a trip to the fairy forest would clear her head, even though it made her all the more excited too!
And in not much time at all, they stepped out in the backyard. As soon as they had shut the door behind them and stepped out in the grass, Katelynne said, “Ohh!” because it was just so beautiful and quiet outside. So peaceful and bright because of the moon, though it was very cold.
They walked slowly towards the fairy forest together, not saying very much, just completely content to be with one another, knowing they were going to visit a place very special and dear in both their hearts.
They walked across the plank and on to the moss bed that was still covered in leaves and pine needles, protected from the winter. Katelynne stopped and turned around, looking up. “The moon is so beautiful tonight.”
Camille looked up too. It was indeed beautiful, a perfect crescent, and gleaming so brightly through branches. She shivered with the cold and drew very very close to Katelynne.
Katelynne smiled, still gazing at the moon, “Sometimes I look out at the forest, or up in the branches, and then even higher; into the sky, to the moon, and past the moon! To the stars! And I just marvel…..I’m just in awe…..I just delight in the Lord’s creation. Such exquisite beauty. Even in the winter. Seeing the bare branches of the trees reaching, …reaching, and maybe even sometimes tickling the sky, trying to touch the stars. Or the glow of the moon dancing among the tallest branches. How could anyone imagine, or create, or come up with such beauty? Such detail? How could anyone doubt our God?”
It was a question that didn’t need answering. Camille put her head on Katelynne’s shoulder in solid agreement. A part of a poem came to Katelynne’s mind,
‘How should touching, tasting, seeing, breathing, any, –lifted from the know of all nothing, human merely being, –doubt unimaginable You.’
“Shall we sing?” Katelynne asked.
Camille smiled a brilliant smile, her heart alight with joy, “Oh yes!! What should we sing?”
The dolls were quiet, thinking about what to sing. Camille listened to the world around her, “The crickets are singing!”
Katelynne smiled, “They can accomany us!” And then she began –
“All praise to Thee my God this night
for all the blessings of the Light
Keep me, oh keep me King of kings
Beneath Thine own almighty wing.”
Camille joined her for the second verse,
“Forgive me Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I ere I sleep at peace may be.”
They sang the next verse as a round,
“Oh may my soul on Thee repose
and may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that for me more vigorous make
to serve my God when I awake.”
For the final verse, Camille sang a high descant,
“Praise God from Whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below,
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.”
It was soooo wonderful to sing nightly praises to the Lord. Their hearts were lifted up, and their voices blended seamlessly. Fitting and flowing into each other.
“I love singing with you!” Camille said, “I want to sing hymns with you all night! I want to sing until….until….
On some morning when the light creeps in
Outlining the trees, and our growing grins,
Will you go a-wandering with me?
Past the moat, the marbles, the moss,
Where the light is layerd, the leaves embossed,
Will you explore and search with me?
Until we’ve found the faerie nooks
And rest and hum from bark hymnbooks
Will you sit and sing with me?”
Katelynne gave her a hug, “We need sleep too though, Sweetie. We can sing in the morning light another time. Let’s just enjoy the night tonight.”
And again, looking up at the moon, Katelynne started another song.
“Now the light has gone away, Father listen while I pray,
Asking Thee to watch and keep, and to send me quiet sleep.”
Again, Camille joined in on the second verse,
“Jesus Savior, wash away, all that has been wrong today,
Help me everyday to be, good and gentle more like Thee.”
They hugged each other and sang the next verse,
“Let my near and dear ones be, ever near and dear to Thee,
Oh bring me and all I love, to Thy happy home above.
Now my evening praise I give, Thou didst die that I might live,
All my blessings come from Thee, oh how good Thou art to me.
Thou my best and kindest Friend, Thou wilt love me to the end,
Let me love Thee more and more, always better than before.”
They stood still even after they had stopped singing. Enjoying the night, the moon, the stars, and each other. Suddenly Katelynne gasped, “Look over there! Do you see that?”
“Fairy lights!” Camille gasped as they drew nearer, “A fairy tree!”
“It’s beautiful,” Katelynne breathed.
“Let’s climb it!” Camille ran toward it. For that seemed to be what the tree wanted. It gave such an inviting glow. Twinkling and gleaming at them, as though welcoming them into it’s branches.
And up they climbed, trying to get as high as they could, laughing and shouting all the while.
“We’re getting so high!” Camille cried.
“Higher and higher!” Katelynne agreed.
Katelynne looked up, through the branches, past the twinkling fairy lights that surrounded them, up to the sky, to the moon, and past the moon to the stars. They all seemed so close. So close now. If she reached….
“Look! I can touch– AAAAH!”
There was a great swooping sensation, as though the tree was in the most dreadful gale but there was no wind. Katelynne heard Camille give a shout but couldn’t seem to hear what she was saying.
Then suddenly they found their surroundings had totally and completely changed.
“Where are we?”
“We’re not even in the right tree!”
“This is a cherry blossom tree!”
“It’s spring!!!” Camille shouted, “I can’t believe it!!!”
It is hard to believe it is spring when it’s been winter for so long. It’s hard to remember what that feels like. What is like to feel warm again? What is it like to smell a fresh breeze? What is it like to feel the warm air on your skin? What is it like to see more than just the color brown?
“I’m hot!” Katelynne said. She had just been wishing she would have worn an extra layer under her sweater and now she was wishing to take it off!
“It’s spriiiiiiing!” Camille shouted again and gave a Whoop!
She slid down her branch like a slide and suddenly got swooped up in the air again, doing an unintentinal backflip in the air and coming face to face with-
“AAAAAEEEEEE!” Camille screamed, for it was a dragon!
The dragon took a squinty look at her, “Such a high squeak-voice. What are you? A little Lady-bug that needs to be snuffed out?”
“No!!” Camille gulped, trying hard not to cry from fear, “I’m a girl! A doll! I came here from the fairy tree! But I don’t even know where I am or what this-”
The dragon threw back his head and laughed, spitting out little balls of yellow flame. Camille drew back and tried to make herself as small as she could.
“A fairy-doll! Why didn’t you say so! You are here for the festival! A feast-delight for the eyes, the ears, the nose, and the mooooouth!” And when the dragon said ‘mouth’ he dipped low, opening his jaws as he dove straight for Camille’s head. Camille was frozen in fear. She couldn’t even breathe. She almost lost consciousness but his mouth suddenly went below her and he scooped her up with his nose and suddenly she was gliding! Riding along the ridges of his back!
Zooming up and down like a roller coaster!! His serpentine body went on and on, and after she’d gotten over her fear she started to enjoy the bum-pity ride! Then with a flick of his tail, she soared once again way up in the air and landed on something soft and smooth, that waved in the wind like a swing.
Perhaps you are wondering what happened to Katelynne: when Camille slid down the cherry blossom tree, Katelynne had tried to follow her but her foot had slipped off one of the branches and she started falling. Branches scraped at her face. She tried to grab them but she was going too fast to take hold, and then suddenly, CRUNCH!!!
She fell into a huge plant! And not just a plant! A Doll Crunching plant!!! How a doll cruncher took root under a beautiful cherry tree we might never know, but Katelynne barely knew what was happening to her before all the jaws and teeth biters rose up from the ground to crunch Katelynne up and swallow her whole! She screamed, trying ferociously to get out, but there were too many teeth. And the teeth were terribly sharp. The teeth grating against each other were like steel knives. The noise was overpowering. Darkness enveloped her and she felt herself sinking down, down. It got quieter and suddenly she felt as though she were floating. Floating under the ground, except there was light….and there seemed to be sky? Up above? But it wasn’t sky, there were…..waves! Waves of light-water. Water that lit up by itself. It rippled in a way Katelynne had never seen water ripple before. It formed shapes, it made designs of the most complicated patters. She couldn’t even make sense of it, except to see that it was beautiful.
It formed flowers, and lights, and balls, and flourishes and embellishments. Deeper and deeper she sank….or didn’t sink, for she had lost all sense of direction and couldn’t tell if she was going up or down. But the water changed and parted to let deep, dark, giant see creatures in. Jellyfish, a whole school of them were parting the water and floating through it.
The water foamed white where the jellyfish had been. White water rapids engulfed Katelynne’s face as she headed straight toward them. She closed her eyes. She couldn’t see for the foam and surge of the sea. She felt a slippery, slimy tentacle caress her face. She almost screamed. Then suddenly the waves stopped and she opened her eyes.
Now there was so much more than just jellyfish!!! There was coral, fish, and a huge whale swimming all around her! And the most beautiful colors! The jellyfish were all different colors, the coral was so vibrant, the whale looked as elegant as it swam. Katelynne was just floating, or rather, the water was keeping her upright and moving, for it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. She had no control over what direction or motion to move at all. She kept turning her head this way and that, trying to see everything at once!
There was so much to see! And floating like this, meant sometimes she was moving forward, and other times she’d be carried backwards.
It happened when she was facing the wrong way; She had been watching a swordfish slicing it’s way through the water when she bumped into a flying fish. Katelynne gasped as the eyes of the fish popped out of it’s head in surprise, and it spread its wings in flight and flew out! The momentum carried Katelynne with it. They tumbled in the water, bumping into each other over and over, and somersaulting on top of each other. Katelynne and the fish would gasp each time they touched. Suddenly, Katleynne bumped into the fish’s mouth! It gasped and she got sucked right in!!!
‘I’m Jona!’ Katelynne thought, ‘I’m Jona in the fish’s belly!’ Katelynne had always imagined a very dark, dank, stinky fish belly for Jona, but not so for her. Everything was bright red and gleaming inside her fish. And she didn’t stay in the fish for 3 days. She barely stayed in it for three minutes because it gave a lurch, opened up its mouth and a torrent of rainbow bubbles spewed out of it’s mouth along with Katelynne!
At last she seemed to be on top of the water instead of underneath it and she could see land!!! Thank goodness she’d learned how to swim! And swim she did! She kept her body up, as close to the surface as possible so she wouldn’t get snatched at by any more hungry fish. But she didn’t think about what might be hunting from the air. A mother heron and her babies were stalking among the lily pads hoping to catch some of the luscious fish.
Yet again, Katelynne didn’t even know what had attacked her before she was whisked up into the air and carried high above the treetops.
You must be thinking, ‘Poor Katelynne! She must be so terrified, being swallowed, and crunched and snatched and eaten!’
And she was, but every single time she saw something fantastically wonderful she would forget about being afraid. And indeed, soaring so high and being able to see the whole new world around her with all of it’s dazzling colors and bigger than life shapes was incredible! She had no clue what kind of world this was, but it was amazing to see!
She flew for a while, dangling from the heron’s beak, but then, perhaps the heron decided she was too heavy, or not tasty enough, or it saw something better to put in its beak, but it promptly dropped Katelynne and she fell with a shriek from the sky.
“UMPH!” Katelynne landed hard on something soft. She looked around and gasped in terror again! She was caught in another plant! A purple one this time but who knew if it might start eating her! She scrambled to get out.
“KATELYNNE!!!” a high pitched voice shouted.
Camille was so overjoyed to see Katelynne, she bounced on her flower petal like it was a diving board and LEAPED up, soaring into the air for the third time and landing in Katelynne’s flower which promptly turned yellow!
Camille threw herself in Katelynne’s arms.
“Oooh! I’m so glad to see you!! I thought we’d be separated forever! What happened to you?” Camille’s anxious face studied Katelynne’s. Trying hard to discern if Katelynne was okay.
“I’m fine. I had quite the time getting here, though, but I made it all in one piece. How did you get here?”
But Camille didn’t have time to answer for a great music was coming toward them, a parade of sorts. A parade of birds.
A pheonix who’s tail was longer than the dragon’s.
Peacocks who, every time they opened their mouths to sing, flowers blossomed.
And a cloud of bluebirds whistling among the flowers.
“Woooooow!! What a place this is!” Camille exclaimed.
“Where are we? What is this place? How do we get out?” Katelynne asked.
Camille looked around and gasped, “There’s a dragon! I can go ask him!”
Katelynne’s eyes went wide with fear, “NOO! Are you out of your MIND?!!! You can’t go ask a dragon for directions!! Talk about dangerous!!”
“No! I’ve talked to a dragon before! They’re not mean! I’m sure he’ll tell me.”
But before Katelynne could grab her, Camille was off and running down the field towards the dragon.
“Please, can you tell us what land we’re in? Where we are?”
“Foreigners to the festival, aye?” he said in a gruff and growly voice, “You are in the land of Tianyu. We are celebrating the coming of spring. Come! Take a bottle! You must be thirsty from your travels. This will give you fire and energy.”
Camille was very confused at first. There were no bottles, nothing to drink that she could see, but then she saw and gasped, for the dragon was made out of bottles! He was covered in them! She took a bottle from his leg, and after saying thank you, stuck it in her pocket to share with Katelynne and raced off to her once again.
“Here, drink this. The dragon gave it to us.”
“Are you sure it’s safe?”
“I think so. The dragon didn’t mean any harm. He welcomed us foreigners to the land of Tianyu and their springtime celebration.”
“A welcome gift,” Katelynne studied the red liquid in the bottle and took a drink. It was fizzy and sweet, but not too sweet. There was a wildness to the taste, and a dazzling thrill went through her body as though she was sparkling from the inside. And despite the warmth, Camille visibly shivered when she took her drink.
“WHOA!” Katelynne gasped.
For suddenly instead of sitting inside the tulips like they just had been for the past fifteen minutes, the tulips seemed to have shrunk, or they seemed to have grown, for now they were the same height as the tulips.
“Is Tianyu part of Wonderland?” Katelynne joked, “Are we going to meet Alice?”
“I want to see the white rabbit!” Camille grinned.
“We’ll have to tiptoe through the tulips to try, or else they might grow all big again and block our way!”
So up they got and tiptoed out to the road where the birds had been.
They saw the most amazing plants and flowers.
A golden lantern magnolia tree.
Pine cones in a pond
And the most beautiful purple flowers.
Katelynne climbed an anthill.
But Camille got the most excited about the most boring part of the ground: the road! For etched in the road itself was a sign:
“Ladybug Lane!!!” For those of you who don’t know, Camille’s favorite creature on earth is a ladybug. She has had countless conversations with Lanie about them and can’t wait to start her own ladybug conservatory and try to find the endangered ladybugs just like Lanie did with Nicholas.
They started down Ladybug Lane, with Camille shouting, jumping and pointing at every ladybug everything she could find!
But they were waylaid by a ladybug snatcher, a giant brown-bellied bullfrog.
“Oh no!! Quick! Hide! It’s a ladybug eater!”
Katelynne and Camille both climbed up into a fern spike.
“Don’t eat us,” Katelynne whispered.
“Don’t lick ladybugs!” Camille scolded. The frog paid them no attention. He just hopped on by.
“Whew!” Katelynne said, “That was close!”
But then, “EEEK! Another one!!” Camille jumped up into a giant flower. She looked up at it through the petals and saw it wasn’t a frog. It was an iguana. She watched it’s tongue streeeeetch out from it’s mouth.
“Don’t eat me!” she squeaked.
“Ththththththhteeeeeaaaa” it said, “Thththththththteeeeeaa.”
“Tea?” Katelynne asked, wondering what was trying to say, “Is it thirsty?” and then she gasped. Because straight ahead was a city.
A city made of tea cups and saucers.
“Wow!” Katelynne whispered again. The dolls walked down the porcelain streets, listening to the sound of their feet clicking on the smooth floor. They felt it first; a rumbling in the ground and then a clattering roaring noise. Finally it came into view. Teapots on a cart, rolling down the street and filling every single teacup in the city.
“Can we drink it?” Camille, who was still thirsty, asked.
But before Katleynne could reply bumbling squeaky noises could be heard around the corner and down the street. The dolls froze, wondering what else might be lurking in this city. A bunch of playful pandas bounded into view. They were pushing and laughing, playing leap frog, doing somersaults, jumping and chasing each other.
Camille was fascinated, “They’re so cute!”
“They’re so big! But they are cute,” Katelynne said, smiling as she watched two of them skipping together. They all bounded to the teacups and took a drink.
Camille turned to Katelynne again and repeated herself, “Can we drink it?”
“I suppose,” Katelynne took a teacup and looked at the amber liquid, “I always feel suspicious about food and drink in foreign fairylands. You never know what to expect, but I guess even if we don’t drink it, we still never know what to expect! And the pandas are doing it.”
They drank it, and again, it was sweet, but not too sweet, and had that same wild flavor, sending shivers down their spines.
Once the pandas had had enough they started bounding away.
“Let’s follow them!” Camille shouted and raced after them, Katelynne right behind her.
The pandas stopped at a playground where they all swung on swings, slid on slides, and bounced on see saws. One of them saw the dolls and motioned for them to join.
“We can play!!” Camille cried.
It was such fun too! They both sat in front of the soft, warm panda bear, leaning back in it’s fur as they soared up and down.
It was a crazy, wavy, stomach flipping motion that the dolls felt much more than the pandas because of how much smaller they were. But they loved it and shouted and threw their hands up in the air!
The pandas had very short attention spans, because after 9 turns on the teeter totter their panda got off and sat on a swing. None of the pandas really talked. They would squeak and gesture but wouldn’t say words. Their panda waved at them again to join.
The swing was so neat because it was attached to a rainbow! If they looked up, they could see underneath the rainbow!
“Look at all the colors!” Katelynne exclaimed, “You can see them all blended and in layers at the same time! I’ve always wondered what it would be like to – AAYE!”
Katelynne had been staring up when the swing started swinging and she would have fallen had it not been for the panda grabbing her in a hug! The bears were such fun to be around! So soft and cuddly and playful! And the dolls weren’t the only ones who loved hanging around them. Butterflies would also come and flit on the bears noses and give them little kisses.
Because there were so many bears, more butterflies came to see, and soon there were a whole flock of butterflies! A HUGE butterfly landed right in front of the dolls, fluttering it’s wings and wiggling it’s antennas.
“Do you suppose we’re supposed to get on and ride it?” Camille asked.
Katelynne looked at the butterfly, who quivered it’s little legs and fluttered its wings even more.
“I think so!”
They ran around the back and climbed up the butterfly’s body.
And then Whooosh! They took off!
“Wooow!!” Camille was holding on for dear life as they flittered this way and that. Butterflies are beautiful insects but they really aren’t the most graceful of creatures, dittering and darting this way and that and stopping at every flower.
Their butterfly spent a long time on one flower and when it whizzed back up in the air, Katelynne wasn’t ready. She wasn’t holding on to anything! She tumbled out of the butterfly’s back and fell towards the ground.
“KATELYNNE!!!!” Camille screamed. She was SO not going let Katelynne be separated from her again! She let go of the butterfly’s wing and dived to the the ground following Katelynne. But a blue butterfly had seen what had happened. He saw the little dolls flailing and falling. He dove, and caught Katelynne just before she hit the ground. His wife, who was always keeping track of what her husband was doing, saw and caught the littler doll on her back too.
“Whew!! Rescued again!” Katelynne said, once she had gotten her bearings.
Camille was just as relieved as Katelynne. So very glad both of them were safe.
“Let’s get off at the next flower, so we won’t be in anymore danger of falling from the sky again!”
They got off in a field of fairy flowers. And after sliding down the stem, they found themselves on the road again.
“We have had some amazing adventures, but I am so tired. I’m ready to go home,” Katelynne said.
“I’m hungry too,” Camille agreed. They walked and walked, hoping to find someone, or something that could help them, or show them how to get back home. They walked through more flowers.
Tiny flowers that grew into big flowers before their very eyes.
Past a sleepy scene of vegetating dinosaurs.
A goofy band of turtles,
And then nothing. Nothing for a long time. They just walked on the road, too tired to talk to each other. Then suddenly, it was almost like they were back in the fairy forest.
“Stop! Listen! Do you hear that?” Katelynne asked.
“Hear what?” Camille had been humming her own song in her head and forgot to open her ears to the outside world. She listened. It was a high pitched cheep cheep and then a low Ooor-roo right after.
Owls! Owls and cheepy chicks were watching them from the ground and from trees. A whole flock of them.
“Owls are wise. Maybe they can talk to us,” Katelynne said, “Excuse me. Do you know, could you tell us how to get back to another land? We came from far away, and we loved visiting here very much, but we’re ready to go home now.”
“Oooroo! Ooroo!” said the owls, “Youuu must ask the fairies of Tianyuuuu. The deer will take youuu. Ooroo! Ooroo!”
“Ride the deer? Where are we going to find the deer?” Katelynne asked, but she didn’t get an answer. They just ‘Ooroo’ed among themselves.
“Now what?” Camille asked, trying hard not to feel discouraged. But she wondered how long they had been here. It felt like days and days, but it hadn’t even gotten dark yet. ‘I wonder if it even does get dark here.’
“I guess we walk, and hope we’ll see some deer.”
“Do you suppose they have nighttime here?” Camille asked.
“I was wondering that myself. We must have been here for hours and hours. I feel like I’ve been awake for days. I could use some more of that red drink or that tea.”
“Yeah,” Camille agreed.
She was just about to ask Katelynne if they could just stop and sleep in a flower petal for a couple hours when they finally saw something different.
“Are those blue trees?”
For they certainly looked like blue trees from far away. But coming closer, Katelynne saw they were moving.
“They’re,….. they’re antlers! The deer! They’re reindeer! Look!”
“Hooray!!” cried Camille. The dolls suddenly put on a burst of energy and ran toward a deer who was lying down, “Would you take us to the fairies of Tianyu?” Katelynne asked. The deer curled its head toward it’s back, motioning them to get on.
And once they were settled, off they went!
Riding reindeer was much easier than riding butterflies or dragons. The deer kept up an even steady tempo, and the jostling was more like a rocking, so that after the initial excitement, Camille leaned back against Katelynne. Katelynne wrapped her arms around her, holding her tight, “Sleep, little Love, I will wake you if anything exciting happens.”
And feeling so very loved and warm and safe, Camille fell asleep in Katelynne’s arms.
Katelynne did not sleep, but she rested her mind, also feeling safe and well. She kissed Camille and leaned her cheek against the top of Camille’s head, watching the road, the plants, and the animals go by in a blur.
Despite the dolls doubts, there was a nighttime in Tianyu. It was just very slow in coming and did not stay long. But the sun did set and the moon came out just as the deer pulled up to the grove of trees which was the gateway to the fairies dwelling.
Katelynne and Camille rolled off the deer’s back and laid down up against a bush and slept deeply.
They awoke to find a little homely house had given them shelter from the hot sun that had risen hours before they did.
Katelynne yawned and grinned at Camille, “Guess what?”
“You missed the nighttime!”
“What??? There was nighttime!!?? With the stars and moon and everything?? I thought you were going to wake me up if something exciting happened!!”
Katelynne laughed, “It was the most boring, peaceful, unexciting and short nighttime ever! I caught a glimpse of the moon and that was it. Still a crescent. Like before.”
Camille gave her a scrunch face of disbelief.
“I would have woken you up to see the moon, but I was so tired myself I could barely sit up straight. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s okay,” said Camille, “What’s going to happen now?”
“Well, the reindeer let us off here, so I’m guessing this is, or we’re very close to, the home of the fairies. Let’s just walk around and look for a fairy house.”
The dolls of course, knew exactly what to look for in a fairy house, having seen a real true one themselves. They walked along a paved road, listening to the gurggling of a far away fountain that seemed to get louder the closer they came.
Indeed it was fountain, and a very big one who’s bottom seemed more like a lake, or even an ocean. It must have been very deep because out of the depths arose a mermaid. A beautiful one with golden hair.
“Do you know where the fairies live?” Camille asked. The mermaid stretched her body out, and pointed to the far side of the lake, then dove back into the water without even a splash!
They walked around it, and got halfway around the lake when Camille shouted, “LOOK!!!! THERE IT IS!!!!”
And sure enough, at the edge of the lake, was a fairy house. This one, made of stone. The girls ran up to it and knocked on the door. A fairy came gliding out. She didn’t walk, she kind of …flew. She gave a piercing cry and more fairies came gliding along the edge of the lake. Once ten had gathered together, five of them jumped up….and up and up and up. Until they reached the clouds. Camille strained her neck trying to see them. They were grabbing clouds. Gathering armfuls and when they could carry no more they dove back down where they made a sort of boat of clouds.
Two fairies picked up Katelynne and Camille and set them on a cloud.
Katelynne thought she’d go right through but the cloud held her. It was so soft and bouncy. Like sitting on a giant pile of feathers. The fairies started singing and they glided along the ground.
The first fairy they had seen tapped each of their noses, “Listen well,” she said with a funny accent.
The dolls listened to the song.
‘When the bell tolls eleven times,
look in the glass, look in the glass,
When the treetops and lilies combine,
look in the glass, look in the glass.
There you will find your home in sunshine,
In flowers and trees, in songs of springtime.’
And with that, the fairies picked up Katelynne and Camille once more and set them on the ground in the middle of a garden.
“It’s a riddle!” Katelynne said to Camille, “Or at least, I think that song holds the clue to how we can get home!”
“When the bell tolls eleven times?” Camille asked, “I don’t see a -“
“I do!!!” Katelynne shouted and ran toward a long, narrow bell.
Camille followed right after her and they stop and stared at it for a while.
“When is it going to ring?” Camille asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t know if it rings every hour, or every day, or when.”
“Then we could be stuck here forever!”
“Unless….” Katelynne studied the bottom of the bell, that looked like a shell or a mermaid’s tail, “Unless we’re supposed to ring it ourselves…….why not?”
She picked up the heavy knocker and gave it a good hard swing. DONG!!!! It reverberated across the bushes and trees. DONG!!!! She did it again, and again, eleven times.
Then, “Look in the glass.”
“I don’t know.”
Camille hummed the song the fairies had sung under her breath, “Look in the glass. That’s just like Alice in Wonderland again! Alice in the Looking Glass, and she saw — OH!!!” An idea had just come to Camille, “Follow me!!”
Katelynne ran with her back to where the Fountain Lake started before it went into the fountain itself, a waterfall.
“Look in the glass, look in the glass. I think we’re supposed to look in the water!”
The dolls scrambled onto the rocks and stood at the waters edge and looked. Nothing happened. All they saw were ripples from the waterfall. And all they heard was the roaring of the water hitting the rocks.
“Oh no! It’s not working!” Katelynne moaned, “Did we do something wrong? Maybe this isn’t the looking glass, maybe it’s a real mirror we’re supposed to find.”
“No! We just forgot the last verse! ‘When the treetops and lilies combine.’ But lilies grow in the water and the treetops are up in the sky. When would they ever combine?”
“I have no idea at all.”
“Ugh! We are so close, yet so far! There’s got to be something!” Camille scrunched her face up in concentration, “Let’s go find some lilies and maybe we’ll see a clue.”
They followed the lake some more until they came to an inlet, where the water was as still as glass. The roaring of the waterfall and the tinkling of the fountain had disappeared. All was silent. And still. And peaceful. White lilies floated in the water like little stars in the night sky. Katelynne gasped.
“The lilies and treetops!!! They’ve combined in the reflection of the water!!!”
Indeed it looked almost as though the treetops were a bush that was blooming with lilies; star-lilies.
“These are my favorite of all,” said Katelynne. The girls gazed in wonder at the beauty of it. And suddenly, their world changed.
They were in the treetops again, in their own world.
Katelynne laughed from away up high, “Camille! You’re in your namesake! A camellia bush!”
Katelynne shouted from the twinkling tree, but it was twinkling a bit differently than before. Light from the sun was twinkling through the branches. Dancing to Katelynne’s laughter.
“We’re home! We’re home!” Camille cried, climbing down from the bush.
She stood at the bottom, where a lone white camellia flower bloomed amongst all the red. Katelynne came down beside her and kissed her head, “You are a special, unique, fairy-flower-girl. You’re brighter than all the Camilles on the bush!”
“Hee!” said Camille, hugging her, burying her face in Katelynne’s sweater, “And you are a twinkling Starshine. You shine out, even in the darkest of places, with hope, faith and love.”
“I love you, Camille.”
“I love you back!”
They looked at their twinkling trees and sang a last hymn before heading into the house –
“Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy
health and salvation!
let all who hear,
Now to His temple draw near;
Sing now in glad adoration!
Behind the Scenes: Yes!!! What a crazy adventure we ALL had!! Not just the dolls! My aunt, and grandma and me all went to the Norfolk botanical gardens where they had an Asian Lantern Festival going on.
It was SOOO COOL!!!! If it weren’t my very last day visiting (I took the plane back home right after we saw all this) I would have stayed there all day and all night because everything you saw lights up at night!!!! I would have LOVED to have seen that!!!
My grandma actually did the most work in all of this! She was the dedicated doll holder, and she kept the dolls safe, secure and made sure they behaved themselves!! I can’t even begin to describe how fun it was to discover all this and photograph it!!! I am SO GOING BACK again!!!!!
Someday soon, but for now…….