![]() Following this white path took me along the creek's edge. The River Rocks rose from the water to aid me to the other side. How to cross without faery flight? Ah, yes, simply ask the River to play its song. The sound of trickling water met my ears as I came to a tiny brook. The path was steep and I had to choose my STEPS carefully, step by step by eleven steps down into the valley. I began to descend into the valley, following this strange, new path of white. Pulse racing, I wondered, "could it be the White thing to do?" A giggle from down in the valley hardened my resolve. I leaned on a tall post that bore the Blue Blazing trickster's symbol. I lost count of how many tree bridges I had to hop over, but I kept running, trying to keep that Blazing Blue in sight. I ran along the top of a hill, a deep valley to my left, I had to pass under a tree bridge, then over another and under another. Quickly, I ran along looking for more glimpses of Blazing Blue. What was it? A flash of blue to my right. I was only a few steps behind the little trickster, but I didn't know which way to go. Almost immediately, I came to a fork in the path. I thought I saw a glimpse of the Gunpowder River as we touched down at the head of a trail.Ī Blazing Blue sprite giggled and ran down the path and vanished. Dawn began to break as the wee fae motioned to a vast forest below. We flew over sleeping towns and villages and farther until we reached the fields and farms of Hereford. I climbed on to a firefly's back and followed the faeries into the dark night. I had the strangest dream last night, the faeries came to me on shiny, shiny wings and whispered of The River Song. ![]()
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