Until the End

The next installment of my story about the end of PH is here! Yayyyyyy....

So this chapter begins on September 19th until they get kicked out of the Hollow. Uh, I'll try not to spoil it and stop talking now.

September 19th: Last Day

Minerva wrinkled her forehead. It was the last day of Pixie Hollow's existence, things should have been chaotic! Fireballs should have been raining from the sky, pixies should have been sobbing uncontrollably, and Neverland's inhabitants should have begun to age. Okay, maybe not quite so dramatic. But things should have been going wrong, yet everything looked normal, as if it were a normal day and pixies were going for a stroll in Havendish Square.

She glanced at her new tinkered timepiece on her wrist. It's almost time. Almost time for everything to end, all the memories, all the fun, all the laughter, everything she had worked for. Gone. As if it never happened at all.

"Ugh! This is NOT happening!" She groaned as the precious seconds ticked away. "I'll wake up and it will all be a dream."

And then it happened. The end. The last thing she remembered was calling for her bee, Rainstorm and bidding him farewell. And the darkness enveloped her; it was like nobody else was there, just her and the dark, swirling vortex. She couldn't quite explain where she was: in the air? Water? Definitely not dry land. No matter how hard she tried to find out exactly what happened after, the more her mind drew a blank. It was as if her memories had erased that particular moment.
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Gentle waves lapped at the base of the rock as the sun blazed down overhead. Minerva shielded her eyes and stretched. It was like waking up from a year-long nap.

"Where am I?" She murmured.

 "Why, in the middle of the Mermaid Lagoon, of course," said a voice on her right. The voice was melodic and soft, alluring.

"Who's there?"

"It's only me." The voice drew closer as she heard the sound of a tail flicking water. Wait a minute, a tail? It was...

The mermaid's voice was curious as she pondered, "You're from Pixie Hollow aren't you? I heard that something major happened."

"Well, yeah," Minerva squinted, somewhat suspicious since she had heard from Sil that mermaids were sly and selfish. She flapped her wings, thankfully, they were only somewhat damp.

"You're a water-talent, right?" The mermaid interrupted her thoughts of escape.

"Yes. How did you know?" Minerva glanced at the mermaid cooly. Her hair was long and dark brown in colour. Her aqua eyes glinted in the sunlight as she flicked her ultramarine tail.

"Your wings are tinted blue," she shrugged. "I'm Corine, by the way."

"Minerva."

"Nice to meet you. And might I add, you look dreadful! Whatever is wrong in Pixie Hollow must be a very big deal!"

Well, she was honest, at least. Corine dug out a shell mirror encrusted with pearls and held it in front of Minerva's body. Her once-straight, tame hair had become wild and hung down in long strands, the green in her eyes was beginning to lose their shimmer and her black and white outfit was matted and torn. At least she had been holding onto her Leaf Journal.

"Oh dear, things must have been awful! Why you're the only pixie out here is beyond me. At least they had sense to toss everyone else on the shore! At least you know a bit about water though, so it isn't as drastic.

Corine began to fuss over her, insisting that a new outfit must be changed into immediately. Minerva was confused; it wasn't like mermaids to fuss, at least, that's what she heard from Sil. The mermaids in the Grotto were grumpy and often spent most of their time underwater, avoiding the 'pesky' fairies. Not that she had anything against being fussed over, of course. She was merely unaccustomed to it. And even less with a mermaid of all of Neverland's creatures.

"Corine," Minerva began.

"Yes?"

"Why are you being so nice to me? I understand that mermaids and fairies don't get along well..."

Corine gazed off into the distance. "I don't agree with that," she replied quietly. "I've always wanted to fly. I know it's such a silly dream but I've always wished... We aren't that different. We're both from Neverland after all."

Minerva smiled. "Thank you," she said. An overwhelmingly long silence filled the air and she fought for something else to say. "Do you know where I am?"

"I told you already, in the middle of the Mermaid Lagoon. You might as well stay on this rock since there's no land for at least 50 miles either side."

"Oh," Minerva bit her bottom lip. Looks like there's no hope going back to the shore then. That meant the only hope was to survive on a rock. A rock in the middle of the Lagoon. With mermaids. Sure, Corine was nice enough, but that didn't mean all mermaids were nice. Well, better one choice than none. Her logical mind began to build a blueprint, perhaps some driftwood floors, and something sturdy to hold against waves..

"I'll help you build a home," Corine offered. "With driftwood, seaweed and some shells and pearls. It'll be like a palace."

"How can I refuse?"

Even though Pixie Hollow was gone and she had no idea where the other pixies were, Minerva had never felt more at home. Perhaps it was the beginning of a valuable friendship.
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I've always wanted Minerva to meet a mermaid or two. A nice mermaid. So that's where Corine comes in. So this fulfills a little desire of mine.. Where will this go, I wonder? Keep reading for more! :)

Until next time,

Fly With You,

Minerva 

New Year... New Beginnings

I've been pretty quiet for the past few months. A few posts here and there, a comment from time to time: nothing more. I still haven't found anything to post about. Well, I was thinking, Hey, I love to write, why not post a few PH stories?

Well, if pixies go for it, then sure.

I'll start by a story about the end of Pixie Hollow:

September 17th: Before the End

Dewdrop Vale was as noisy as ever. Fairies had always been there, constantly chattering about doodads and whatnot that were new in their lives. Minerva thought her ears would fall off. They were not accustomed to the noise. She had always stayed away from those busy servers like Hidden Ridge, preferring to quest alone on a quiet, no-name server instead. 

But today was different. She was here for a reason. 

It was a whisper at first, just a rumor, as fleeting as a short gust of wind that the wind-talents had accidentally lost. As the day drew nearer, fairies were only more certain: the faith on the Mainland was growing faint, leaving Pixie Hollow and its fairies to disappear. 

Choruses of tearful goodbyes sang through the air. Water-talents, of course. But she shouldn't be talking since she too, had exchanged farewells with her friends earlier that day. Teary ones, if she did say so herself. She was content enough, considering that the chains had been broken and everyone was equal. The fairies begging for presents at the Post Office had shrunken considerably, and she could afford to be more generous in return.

And that day was in two days. 

It was peace. But with peace came havoc. 

"We have to do something about this!" A tinker-talent called out. "All the mentor fairies refuse to discuss it with us. We have to make the Mainland believe!" 

Of course, the determination was good, but the only fairy who had access to the Mainland was Prilla, the clapping talent, but even she had accepted the end. There was no savior. Minerva was doubtful of what they could do. 

But she had to stay confident and optimistic. She wrote a column on the Never News and her readers would have wanted someone determined to help. To be honest, she was doubtful of how much convincing they could do. 

She had met up with a few of her best pixie pals to set up a means of contact once the end of the Hollow came... Actually, they weren't even sure how Pixie Hollow would end. Minerva had spent some time in the Home Tree Library researching, but there was nothing.

No matter where she flew, she could never get away from the closure. It was everywhere. If she went shopping to take her mind off it, the shopkeepers would smile sadly and say how they would miss one of their best customers. Talking with the friends only lead to conversations about the future, and going to meadows would mean she'd overhear pixies worrying about it. Yes, Minerva was worried, but she had begun to accept that the Mainland no longer believed. 

The only pixies who felt the same way belonged to the guild of Famous Fairies. She found herself visiting her mentor more and more often, since she always was in need of something and seemed to understand her unwillingness to talk about the 19th. 

"Hi Sil," Minerva greeted as she entered the Grotto.
"Fly with you Minerva! I suppose you're here for a quest?" Silvermist smiled sadly. Many pixies were finishing their quests before the end.
"No particular reason."
"I see," Silvermist replied. "Have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"The petition has reached 5000 signatures!"

Minerva smiled in spite of herself. At least the pixies in the Hollow hadn't completely given up. If they did, she didn't know what she'd do. At the very least, they could help her believe.

"I'll see you later, Sil!" Minerva called as she flew away. Destination: Havendish Square.
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"Save Pixie Hollow! Sign the petitions!" A pixie with auburn hair clad in black shouted. Minerva flew closer to listen to the crowd. Minerva thought her face seemed rather familiar... And it hit her. Marigold Sunjewel, another columnist. She was pretty well-known throughout Pixie Hollow.

"Oh hi Minerva! I didn't see you there!" A voice interrupted her thoughts. It was Marigold.
"Hi Marigold!" Minerva smiled.

Well, she thought to herself. With bad comes good. In less than a week, perhaps my beloved Hollow would be less then nothing. But at least I could enjoy the last few days before everything dissipated. Like pixie dust in the wind.
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I don't know, I just kind of felt like writing this.

It is somewhat truthful, since by the end, I really had accepted that Pixie Hollow was going to go. Oh and I really did meet Marigold ^^

So anyways, until my next post!

Fly With You,

Minerva

Memories... ♥

With Pixie Hollow ending and everything, I think I'll share a few of my favorite Pixie Hollow memories and my own arrival day story (I do adore writing stories you see...)

My favorite time of year has to be the Great Winter Light-Up. Even though I like all the events, the Great Winter Light-Up was always my favorite. There's just something magical about the lovely lanterns hanging from the enormous evergreen. I remember emerging from Snowflake Sweep a few days after my arrival and staring at the beautiful lights for a while. It truly was breath-taking and I will miss that.

Silly Days is also an event I've always loved. Tink's comedy show always made me smile after seeing it (Even though I didn't get the badge, which was unfair...) Dressing up as mermaids was just so much fun! The Fairy Tale Theater looked absolutely amazing as an underwater paradise. It should stay like that forever ;)
Another one of my fondest moments was the time last year when Tink's show didn't go on for the opening day. She apparently had "stage fright" and didn't want to go on. Poor Tink... I suppose Vidia was no help either. Like I said, it happens to the best of us :P

My friends on PH must be the best part of my pixie life. They helped make my time on there wonderful. In actuality, that is the thing I will miss most. I'll still stay in contact with them as we are all Pixie Hollow Forum members and can PM but it just isn't the same... I suggest for you to find some way to stay in contact with your best friends - perhaps find another game you all play. My friend Kate said this and  I think it pretty much sums it up. She told me, "If Pixie Hollow comes back, I will have to start over. I can live without my clothes, house, and badges, but I can't live without my friends."

I completely agree.

Minerva's Arrival Tale: Laugh

A child sat on the windowsill, watching the snowflakes fall from the sky, one after the other. She seemed fairly amused by this and watched the little puffs of white drift downwards. The laugh waiting inside her did not come up; it was awaiting the right moment. It could sense that Christmas Eve was not the right time - the laugh had to wait a little while longer.

"Is that child all right?" An aunt whispered to her sister - the child's mother. 

"Yes," She replied, sighing. "She's perfectly fine. She has always been like this - always dreaming, very silent, and never laughing. I do not think we have even heard her laugh before." 

"Never laughed!? But that's impossible! Young children should be full of laughter and joy!" 

"Not this one.Our eldest child was full of joy but this one gives off a cold sort of aura."

"Yes... I sense it too."

It was December, 25th - Christmas Day. The child was brought along to a production of the Nutcracker. She was mesmerized by the sugary sweets, it was as if she was being pulled into the story and was becoming part of it. As the story unfolded on the stage, the child could only become more intrigued. Although she did not understand some of the concepts, she enjoyed it immensely. Once the gingerbread children appeared, she along with the other children in the audience laughed - it was a pure laugh, full of glee and the most cheerful her parents had ever seen the child. 

The laugh floated out and began its journey into Neverland. 

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I'm not sure if I want to leave the story at that. Currently, my internet is being odd so this is the only thing I can do :P

Oh right! I was also asked by Marigold Sunjewel write the Mix & Match section on her blog so you'll see me there! 

Anyways:

Fly With You,

Minerva