Ferngully Fairies Novels & Stories

The goddess chuckled softly in her mind. I hope not, your gift today is a little different than that of your mothers. Today I give you a gift that will be passed down through generations to come. As I told your mother, your family has been chosen to help change the tides, to help supernatural races come together. This is why I have fated you with the Fae Prince. The two of you will help bring peace to the wolves and the Fae. But that time will come. First, you need to survive your current ordeal. To help you with that we have a very special gift for you. The goddess slowly turned towards the pool of water once more and Ember stared expectantly, the waters rippled again and she watched, her e

"What are we doing today?" She stops whatever she thinks she is doing and I decide to take a look around. The place is filled with overgrown grasses but irrespective of that, it still looks as beautiful as the place should... The moors is really beautiful and the creatures which inhabit it are the feys, fairies, dwarfs, pixes and many more. The feys and fairies have been united a long time ago. You see, Feys and fairies are different. Feys have pointed ears and magic, to top it all off, they can't lie while fairies have wings and also have magic but they can lie. Fairies are Feys currently live together in Trixie's home kingdom.

The older fairy waited before she was sure her voice wouldn’t quiver, “They will have to. At least, to keep up their image in front of the Realm.” Emae’s face twisted in worry, “I’ve never voiced it Mertha… but I’ve never trusted them with Half-Myths. They- seem cold.” Mertha bent down to call out. A few moments passed before they heard the footsteps of a creature run up to the door. It stopped, it’s powerful wolf-like body waiting, tongue out and panting, for the Fairies to fix a duty for the animal to do. “Daffodil.” When Mertha spoke, her eyes glowed.

A castle made with white and blue marbles surrounded by an enormous garden decorated with varieties of flowers and five elegant beautiful structures covering the outer circle of fountains where some fairies are playing with water. The whole place is crying beauty and magic as with each step we are taking inside the land of fairies. Storybook doesn't do any justice while describing these magical creatures. Their charm is beyond what words can describe, different colors of glittering materials are proudly covering their Snow White skins from the eyes of predictors. Though I'm not sure if they have wings or not because whether the material is hiding it from other gazes or not all fairies posses

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“The... Resonance?“ I echoed confused. She nodded, stepping closer, not too close but enough to smell the earthy fragrance on her, like rain soaked earth and crushed herbs. “The pan recognized your blood, witch blood.... “ she smiled, “.... I'm a witch too” I didn't know when I let out a tensed breath I was holding as the tight coil in my chest loosened. “I'm Maria Blake... “ she said, “... A green witch” “Green?..“ I asked, hearing that for the first time. “Forest magic... ” she explained simply, “... Growth, roots, old things that refused to die” “Oh... Uh.. I'm Lyra” I said after a moment. Her smile widened slightly, “Lyra, what brings you to Transylvania?“

The Gylandie gasped, kicking his feet at the intruder behind him order to get them to release him, but he didn’t. As the enforcer stepped back to bang the Gylandie’s head against the tree stump, knocking him unconscious, Immi and another Fer Fung Coven member rushed to the five faeries laid carefully across the floor. They looked so peaceful, as though they were asleep as they rested within the salted circle. One by one, they each took a pair of hands and muttered a spell in Latin, breaking Nimue’s channelling spell, one faerie at a time. When each enchantment was broken, the enforcers the had brought along with them carefully carried their bodies and placed them in the back of the truck, pr

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”

The tiny fairies looked like their powders that also lit up, in addition to the fact that they could glow in the dark, in this case, there were no dark fairies, they were made from the so-called sparks of the stars, mystical powders that appeared in the fairy world. When they simply appeared and were born, their wings in which they caught them, there is a side effect, he began to shake his wings, in his test ampoules, depositing his powders for future studies, when in addition they lost their shine that they came from the fairies, around 5 days, without their wings, besides looking like grasshoppers, they died dark and scaly, it all depended on their bodies that lost their immortality all be