"Faerie Ice"

The days grew shorter, the cold winds blew. Winter. Winter has come again to the Blue Desert. June June the "lost boy" his silver/blue halo glowing softly in the darkening afternoon walked along the shore of "Tea Kettle Pond." This pond was so named because either by the caprice of "nature" or the mischief of young Angels that it's shape.

The lost boy wandered along the pond's "spout" the cold ground crunch's beneath him. He saw that it's water had begun to freeze, and was almost thick enough for he, and Timmy Tom to skate on. Timmy the half Angel was June June's companion, and beloved.

As the Blue Desert summers bring dragons, and fireflies so the winters bring burning ice. The surface of "Tea Kettle" was covered with intricate weaves of light. Glittering webs of indigo, crimson, orange, clouds of emerald, and waves of silver, and gold.

June June knelt, and picked up a piece of this cold fire. He carefully lifted the shimmering fragment.Which as it began to melt in his hand,..sang!

The joy, the happiness of fairiekind, their music, and stories are not carried away by the wind, and forgotten. They live on, they stay in the world. They are taken in as nourishment by the grass, the flowers, the streams. This is why one can sometimes hear trees sing or brooks laugh.

Faerie magic lives within all it touch's. June June held the melting "ice" close, and listened. It was a "faerie song", one sung in high summer by a Faerie mother to her new baby. Her music had been taken in by the pond, but now is heard again as the ice released the song, and unlocked her magic.