Here’s our little entry, to celebrate!
Excerpt From: Daniel L Rappaport & Patricia Gresham.
“The Legend of the Lost Rose.”
North Hamilton Press. Apple Books.
“Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Pit pat. Thunder. Lightning. Lightning.
Harsh drops are falling upon the lake-pond. Spark is worried about overflow, but then thinks how much Magick, and a positive energy this is bringing to his home. It’s a form of protection. The more rain he can have, the more safe he feels.
A visitor appears at his door in a bolt of lightning.
Now, this is quite surprising, because Spark doesn’t get many visitors, and prefers it that way. Here, we have the part about
Iris Buttergrow, or Miss Buttergrow. What is she? Why is she here? Does she want something from Spark?”
“Spark and Miss Buttergrow are deep within his little cave.
The fireplace is burning with its mystic glow of familiarity.
You can sense it. The air doesn’t smell the same. Almost rot like. Yes, the evil is even encroaching on the little home, overpowering the Magickal rain. Soon, there will be nothing left.
“I want to help, but I don’t know much beyond my lake-pond,”
“It’s ok! We can start out slow, and easy. The important thing is that we do start!” Miss Buttergrow reassured.”
“You, believe it or not, are inextricably linked to this the whole demise of the our land. But this is a great thing, because you are so essential a link at in how we are going to restore everything! It has to do with a certain portion that you have in your possession!”
“GET OUT!! GGGEEETTTT OUT!!!!!! YOU CAN’T HAVE IT!! I HAVE PLENTY IN THE INSECT WORLD WHO HATE ME. I WILL HAVE THEM KILL YOU!!! NEVER COME BACK!!!” the enraged Spark commanded.
“Nnnooww S s s pppaa a arrkkk… I assure you, I bring you no harm, and can do Magick! See!” All of a sudden, a swirl of different colored bubbles filled the air.
“If I wanted to, I could have located your potion, been off with it, and could do this from miles away. Spark, my dear friend, I don’t want it. Don’t you see? I am here for you! I came to help you. Would you like to see where I am from?”
“Well, the bubbles are beautiful, and, yes, that would be very special.” Something told Spark that this lovely faery was telling him the truth, and she did have Magick, so maybe she did not need his vial for herself and really wanted to help him.
Suddenly, she produced a pretty art tile that shows a romantic watercolor of her mansion home.
“Wow! Can I have this? It would be very inspiring for me to hang on my wall!”
“Why, yes! Here! I am glad to be expanding your view of the world. After all, not too many folks know where I have come from. This truly is a defining moment!”
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