Chapter I - The Longing Like Poison

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The sky is clear blue. Fluffy white clouds drift by slowly. The birds are singing nearby. The lake is calm and the water is glittering under the early summer sun. The leaves rustle softly as the grass whispers in the breeze. I look up at the big weeping willow tree looming over me. Its branches sway and the low hanging ones sweep the surface of the lake.141
Something stirs in the murky depth of the lake, so I kneel by the river bank to peer in. There they are, under the willow tree by the lake, a little 8-year-old girl with hair of light golden halo and a 10-year-old boy, hair as dark as a moonless and starless midnight sky. Their attention is on each other. The sky is blue, the green grass of the meadow is swaying in the breeze, the birds are singing, the lake glittering...158
"...with this ribbon, I will entwine. Our love I will forever bind, our fates are one from now until the end of time," recites the little girl while she carefully winds a silky pink ribbon around their entwined hands. She then tucks the end into the loop, securing it. "This spell is bound, and will not to be undone. It is my will and it is done." She lifts her bright green eyes up to the boy expectantly.408

He brings up his free hand, his open palm facing upward. They both turn to look at it. The tips of his fingers slowly glow red, then a flare of white light erupt before a small flame suddenly ignites, engulfing his whole hand. The boy shifts his attention back to the girl before he solemnly says, "I'm yours till the end of time, Fayre. Till the end of time. This, I promise you."662
The girl stares at his hand. She seems captivated by the fire. A few seconds tick by and the boy frowns. "Now, it's your turn, Fayre. Say it."53
She turns her gaze back to his face and flashes him a cheeky but delighted, charming smile. "And I'm yours till the end of time, Ciarán. Forever and ever and ever."391
"Promise?"13
"I promise," she earnestly says, nodding.20
He curls his fingers into a fist and the flame disappears. His dark eyebrows furrow. "No matter what happens, we're together, Fayre. You and I. No matter where you go, I'll always find you."312

He slips off the necklace from his neck and places it around hers, then he adjusted her hair. A shiny, star-shaped copper pendant hangs from a black leather string. One side is carved with the image of the sun while another is a crescent moon.114
The girl's hand flutters over it. Touching it excitedly. "It's beautiful, Ciarán. I've always liked it."
"I know," he says. A tiny smile curves the corners of his lips.122
She pulls something out of the pocket of her lavender dress. A bracelet made of a row of shiny black onyx beads. She carefully ties the string around his wrist. "I made this myself. Do you like it, Ciarán?"68
"I love it," he says.123
A strong gust of wind blows in from across the lake and she gasps. Her long, light golden hair dances across her face.4
She pushes it away and gazes up into his face. Her bright green eyes are brimming with hope. "Are you coming back to play with me tomorrow, Ciarán?"

"Not tomorrow. Trouble is brewing..." Black clouds roll in. The sky turns dark all of a sudden and he looks up. The wind grows stronger. The pink ribbon flies up and flutters aimlessly in the wind.45
Suddenly, the boy is standing all alone.80
"Fayre?" he cries, alarmed. His eyes searching. "Fayre!" he yells. "Fayre! Come back, Fayre!" His cry grows desperate. "Fayre!"311
Suddenly, he's staring at me and I gasp. Blue. His eyes are bluer than the sky. They pierce right through me. "Fayre, come back to me!"119
He extends his hand towards me and I reach out. I keep reaching to him until I'm kneeling precariously at the edge of the grassy river bank. Closer. Closer. Our fingers almost touch. The tip of my finger touches the calm glossy surface of the lake and it ripples, skewing his beautiful reflection. The water turns murky and he's fading. No, no no!!! A fine film of mist drifts in, covering the water, floating over the surface. The fog grows thicker until he's nothing but a hazy rippling silhouette. No!!!53

"Fayre?" he says.1
"Come back!" I cry hopelessly. "Please, come back!" His name is just at the tip of my tongue. "Please...?"14
"Fayre!" His voice is now a faint echo in a distance. A silent whisper in the mist. "Don't forget me."141
I stare at the ominous looking dark water of the lake. Waiting. Waiting for him to come back. If only I could remember his name. The feeling of loss is overwhelming. "Come back!" I cry. One last time.47
I sit staring for a while until finally, I stand up. It's dark now. I'm standing by the lake. Alone. The reflection of the silvery moonlight on the calm surface of the lake is pale through the thin unworldly veil of mist. I'm standing in nothing but my thin white pajama gown. The grass is wet underneath my bare feet. Thin wispy fog swirls around me.20

A song starts somewhere. Pan flute, harp, fiddle, and drums accompany the sweet ethereal voices. The song echoes through the meadows and the woods and across the lake. I try to ignore it but it grows louder, calling to me. The melody is hauntingly beautiful and familiar. It's so enchanting, I forget what I was searching for, so I turn around. The midnight air is so heavy, it crackles with magic.40
Come O Sweet Child133
Come, O little bride43
Moonlight merriment is calling for you
We dance till morrow dew falls
We feast till the crow cry do calls6
Merry tunes be merry
We play be wild and free
Your forlorn heart be cheery3
Come O Sweet Child5
Come, O little bride6
Come enter our Faery ring86
Come join ethereal Sidhe ring17

With grace, we step and glide6
On tender grass and we be delight
Come O Sweet Child
Come, O little bride
Come to the land of fog
To enthralling, enchanting Tir na nÓg156
Over the lake and under the moonshine
We tend you with milk and honey and wine25
Sweet cakes and juicy berries20
Full of magick and joy O Sweet Faery
Forever, forever, forever3
Come O sweet Child
Come, O little bride
Come enter our Faery ring2
Come join ethereal Sidhe ring30
With grace, we step and glide
On tender grass and we be delight
Come O sweet Child3

Come, O little bride
Merry tunes be merry
Merry tunes be merry169
The melody is sweet and my heart aches. Unbearably. There's somewhere I need to be but I don't know where. There's something I need to do but I don't know what. There's someone my whole being is yearning for but I don't know who. There's a gaping, bleeding wound in my heart but I don't know why.125
I wake up, wreathing in pain. Gasping. Longing. A longing so strong, it hurts. My heart aches with it and it spreads through every corner of my limbs like poison. It surges through every flow of my essence. Everything aches unbearably, weakening me with its strength.54
I sit up in my bed, trying to catch my breath. Without even looking at the clock, I know that it's just after midnight. I have been dreaming that same dream, hearing that same unearthly song, and seeing that hauntingly beautiful boy for a couple of months now and it always happens at the same time; at midnight.215

I crawl off the bed to the window and push the curtains aside. The moonlight pours in and bathes everything in its silvery glow. My room is facing that lake right behind our house. The same lake in my dream. Its surface glitters under the moonlight. I can see it from here. There are some oak trees in our yard obstructing almost half of my view of the whole lake. But I can clearly see the big weeping willow tree, sturdy by the water's edge.24
My heart still aches with a deep unquenchable longing as I stare at the shimmering lake. I swear I can still hear the music playing just outside my window. The air is still charged, it sizzles.3
There's a sudden movement in the shadows of the trees and I stagger back, simultaneously letting the curtains fall close.44
There's nothing there. There's nothing there. There's nothing there. I have an active imagination. I do. My mom says so. I sit back on my bed, hugging and rocking myself.217
When the pain and weakness consume me, I lie down on the bed. The longing won't go away.2

The dream and the yearning started right after my sixteenth birthday two months ago. It happened just once or twice a week at first. It has grown more frequent as time goes by, so frequent now that it happens almost every night. Each night it leaves me feeling worse than the night before. Now I'm gasping in agony. Deep inside I know I don't have much time. Not long now.169
The boy in my dreams, I frown as I try to remember his name. I remember his face, his voice, but I can't remember his name. Every time I wake up, I forget his name. "Fayre..." he'd called me. Only my name isn't Fayre.229
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*Pronunciation: 5
Fayre = Fehr/Fair, 281
Ciarán = Key-rawn, 241
Sidhe = Shee206
Brief info on Fae3

Fae (plural)/ Faerie (singular)= also known as Fae Folk. Mythical/legendary/metaphysical beings who live in the Realm of the Fays. They choose when or where to show themselves to mortals or humans, though most of the time they prefer not to. Realm of the Fays is also known as Tír na nÓg (the land of the youth) or Tir fo Thuinn (land under wave).69
There are many types of Fae, but the ones in this story are mainly of the Sidhe or Elf type. They are civilized with their own Kingdoms and great cities.6
Fae don't lie but they are tricksters- Not telling lies doesn't mean they're trustworthy, it just means that they're very clever at not telling the truth.208
Return the items you borrow from them exactly, no more and no less.22
It is wise not to accept gifts from a faery. They might ask for something you're not willing to give or part with in return. Be polite about it, though.4
Do not make any deal with a faery. They take commitments and deals very seriously, again, remember that they are tricksters.57
Do not enter a faery ring circle.197

Fae can be capricious and somewhat cruel. There are different sets of rules for them and for mortals. 38
Happy Reading!16
Much love,
ZEEO♥

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