One would never notice him, save that I knew where he lived. He hooted to me as the forest welcomed me in. Perched within the hollow of his weathered home, Owl held a message I was to go to the rooted stone. This is a sacred place, hidden well within the woods. He hopped upon my shoulder, with his talons clenched, the time was now. I understood. So deep into the forest I made my way, there were no trails to follow, Owl guided me there today. Winding through the thickets and the underbrush, in and around the trees, the going was rough. Then we came upon a small hollow just where the earth began to rise, and there sat the sacred stone wrapped in roots and protected as if it were a womb. One dared not knock upon this mystery door without invitation. A passage way to places in other dimensions. Owl said I was to sit upon it and so I did. Thats when the portal appeared and I looked deep within. I could see the swirling passageway, it was formed of spinning green moss that glowed. A tunnel formed and on the other end appeared a woodland grove. More vibrant than the Wizards Wood, yet it was clearly summertime there too, it seemed as if the trees were strolling by for they came in and out of view. Then the spinning of the tunnel came to rest, I heard a sweet voice from the other side speak: Come Child, you are to be our guest. So without hesitation I answered the call, stepping through the enormous tunnel I felt so small. Once on the other side a Fae spirit appeared. Her skin was pale as the clouds, as was her hair. In fact she was all in white, with crystals seeded around her eyes. Upon her head she wore a white leaf, her crown was humble but large in size. Her voice was like a melody, wafting on a breeze through the trees. It echoed in this place out of time, so soft and sweet. I have a message for you to take back to your friends, little Sister of Air and Wind. Id not been addressed this way before and wasnt sure as to whos door Id passed through. All I could see seemed right with me, and her essence felt so pure and true. Then she continued: The Wheel of the Year has turned the Season, and Spring fulfilled his purpose. He said he couldnt have accomplished all he did without you and your friends in service. And so he sends to all of you, his deep and abiding love. And said for me to tell you: Watch for the feathers falling from above. Feathers of all colors and all kinds, will fall from the sky. Gifts to each of you from the Wizard, youll know them for what they are...for no bird above will fly. I smiled then and thanked her, for going out of her way. A question arose in my mind, but before I could ask it she had more to say. Receive these gifts, tell your friends how they will know. And tell them to keep them very safe. No one else is to touch them, they must be stored in a secret place. Know too, that when they are held gently between your hands, a portal will open, for your will is the key that commands. These gifts are keys to call upon the Wizard whenever there is need. He is but a thought away and appreciates your devotion and deeds. So it is his way to say another thank you for all that you have done. For you and your friends, each and every one. Again I thanked her on behalf of all of us. She replied The gratitude is appreciated, but it is ours that abides. Each feather is a link to his Otherworld abode, you see? They are a key that allows you to step in to his private quarters and sit in his company. Simply enter into a meditative trance, a light one is all that is needed. Then with the feather pressed between your hands, gently resting against your skin you must keep it. Wait for it to warm the palms, and that warm essence to flow through you. At that point in time a portal will open, one that each of you may step through. I understand, and again extend gratitude on behalf of us all. Thank you ever so much, and please thank the Wizard for the gifts that will fall. My friends will be watching, each with a sharp eye. Ill be sure to tell them the gifts will come falling from the sky. Theyre going to be so excited to have a bit of Fae magic to hold. And to know that they can meet with Spring whenever their needs so unfold. Bless you for being the Messenger, may I have your name? Theyre going to ask me most certainly, their questions will need to be tamed. Her cheeks rounded ever so slightly, her icy blue eyes grew intense. Tipping her chin demurely, she said: My name? It is...Portent. Then she smiled a little brighter and she began to glow a luminous neon white. You had best return now, Sister, before my light draws away your sight. I must leave you and return to my own dimension. The message has been delivered in its perfection. Blessings to you and your friends, thank them from our hearts. Our love goes with you all and never will it depart. Farewell, perhaps well meet again, and perhaps not. But know that we are with you in spirit, youll feel us in your heart. Were only a thought away, perhaps remind your friends of that as well today. Her smile grew brighter and I had to turn away as she went back into her energy form. But her essence with me stayed, it left me feeling so snug and warm. Back through the tunnel I went, the portals moss had begun once again to spin. Counterclockwise this time, just as I stepped in. And when I came out the other side it closed in silence behind me. I found my self sitting on the stone wrapped in the roots of that sacred tree. Owl was perched upon a branch and came to sit once again on my shoulder. Come, he urged with his probing intention, Arise from the boulder. It is time to meet with the Wizard and others, you have prayers and weaving to do. And of course whatever the message you were given just now, of course that must be delivered too. So off we went to meet with the Wizard who was greeting us with his smile. Somehow I think he knew all about this, his eyes were twinkling in that knowing style. Though he did not say a word, he waved us into the sacred circle. All around its outer edge the forest creatures were gathered, they glowed within a light that was a neon deep purple. Oh hurry friends Ive news for you, come, come quickly, and bring your Muses. Weve much to share and do....and yes, bring some sweet treats for the Wizard and Dragons too. I see them in the shadows sniffing about the trees. They are looking for brimstone bits, their cravings to please. See you when you get here! forehead
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