Celtic Magic (19 page)

Once again she was surprised at how soft and
warm it was and as soon as her hand was on it, she started to get
these images in her mind. The first was of the scene that had
happened between her and Elysia just minutes before. She knew that
the unicorn was watching everything that had happened.

Then she saw what must be the future, it was
Elysia lying on the glittering grass of the Southern Gardens either
dead or knocked unconscious, either way she was motionless. Then
she saw herself standing over her with an energy swirling around
her, it was almost scary.

She noticed that she was wearing a deep
purple dress and on her head was the crown that was in the throne
room. Just as she was starting to admire herself wearing the crown
the image changed.

This time she was sitting on top of the
unicorn and they were flying through the air. She was dressed the
same as she was right now, with one difference, she had pastel
purple wings jutting out from her back.

Abby pulled her hand away from the unicorn’s
horn and he lifted his head up until his eyes were directly in
front of hers and she heard a deep voice in her head, echoing as
though she was in a large bathroom.

“Your mother will know what to do. Come to
me when you are ready to proceed” the voice told her.

She nodded and watched as he walked away,
heading toward the large group of smaller unicorns that were on the
other side of the garden. Abby closed her eyes and went back up to
the throne room and as she landed she ran right to her mother and
grabbed her by the shoulders.

“Can unicorns predict the future?” she asked
frantically.

Her mother shook her head, “Not exactly” she
said.

“They can show you what is meant to be, but
the future doesn’t always happen the way it’s supposed to, so what
they show you can change. Why? What did he show you?” her mother
asked.

Abby closed her eyes and made a large couch
appear next to her, she really needed to sit down and think this
through, but she really didn’t think it was appropriate to sit on
the throne yet.

Sitting down, her mother sat right next to
her, taking her hand into her own and she knew that no matter what
she said, her mother would be right there with her, fighting for
the man that her daughter loved so much. She took a deep breath and
began.

“Well, first he showed me that he was
watching what had just happened between me and Elysia. Then, he
showed me something from the future, I was standing over Elysia’s
motionless body and I was wearing the crown” she told her, pointing
to the crown that was resting against the throne.

“Then, it changed again and he showed me
sitting on his back and we were flying through the air, but I had
purple wings” she said, looking over at Jasmine with her hot pink
wings, but she was looking out the window at the unicorns and
didn’t see her looking.

“He also told me that you would know what to
do” she finished, looking to her mother for the answer.

Her mother sat there in silence for a
minute, looking over toward Jasmine. Finally her mother looked back
over to her.

“Are you sure you had wings?” her mother
asked.

Abby nodded, “Yes, they were a pastel
purple, I remember how beautiful they looked” she said.

Her mother sighed, “That must mean that she
had gone over the Faerie Castle with him” she said with a dejected
look on her face.

“What does that mean?” she asked, not liking
the look on her mother’s face. Her mother shook her head, staring
blankly into space. Jasmine turned and walked toward them.

“Basically Abby, that means she’s on her own
turf, seeking the protection of the other fairies. She thinks she
has you backed into a corner, since the Faerie Castle runs
basically the same as this one” she told her.

Abby tilted her head, “So, only fairies can
enter?” she asked. Both her mother and Jasmine nodded at the same
time.

“That’s where the problems is” her mother
said. Abby waited for her to finish what she was saying.

“You are definitely not a faerie” Jasmine
finished for her.

Chapter
3
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Abby watched as her mother paced in front of
the couch, every once in a while muttering questions out loud to
her and Jasmine, but not waiting for an answer before she started
to pace again. After what felt like forever, her mother finally
stopped pacing and looked over at Jasmine.

“Is it possible to give her faerie powers?”
she asked. Jasmine walked over and sat down next to Abby.

“Well there are stories your mother used to
tell me about how my mother once gave my father temporary powers to
sneak him into the castle when they were seeing each other, so I
know it’s possible, I just wish was my mother was here to show up
how to do it” she answered.

Abby had a question nagging at the corner of
her mind, so she decided to ask it, even if it might be a stupid
question.

“Is it possible for Jasmine to maybe
transfer some of her own faerie powers to me? It wouldn’t have to
last long, just long enough to get me into the castle” she said.
Both her mother and Jasmine turned to look at her.

“That’s not a bad idea, but how do you think
we can do it. Look deep down into your gut and tell me the first
thing that comes to mind” Jasmine told her.

Abby closed her eyes and concentrated on
emptying her mind of nothing else but how to get the faerie powers
from Jasmine into herself. After a few seconds she felt her left
pocket burning hot and it came to her.

“Let’s ask the orb to show up how to do it!”
she yelled suddenly, making her mother and Jasmine jump.

“Sorry, I just got excited for a second” she
said sheepishly. Her mother shook her head.

“It’s okay Abby, just try it and see what
happens” her mother said.

Abby pulled the orb out of her pocket and
took a deep breath and before she could even form the question in
her mind, the orb flew out of her hands and hovered right in front
of her face already showing her the images she needed to see.

The picture was blurry, something she had
never seen before with the orb and she had to squint and really get
close to see what it was showing her. It was a woman with blonde
hair and hot pink wings, almost the exact same color as Jasmine’s
wings, standing in front of a very tall man with dark black
hair.

She couldn’t make out either of their faces
but she could see that the woman had her hands on the man’s face
and was chanting. It sounded a little like she was saying something
in a different language.

“
A ghlacadh ar mo
sciathán, sciar mo chumhachtaí, tá muid anois ar cheann” the woman
said.

Abby listened to her a few more times to
make sure she had the words right, and just as she was about to
look away she watched as the man started to glow silver, much the
same way she always glowed a red color when her powers were at
their strongest. When he went back to normal, he had pale green
wings coming out of his back.

Abby pulled away from the orb and turned to
her mother and Jasmine and told them what she saw, and she repeated
the words that the woman, who she figured must be Jasmine’s mother,
was chanting.

Jasmine nodded, “Are you sure that was what
she said?” she asked her.

Abby nodded, “I made sure to listen to that
part very closely, just so I could be completely sure. What does it
mean?” she asked.

“Well, she was speaking in Gaelic, which is
an old Irish language that most people don’t even use anymore, but
it means basically, take my wings share my powers we are now one. I
only ask if you are sure because it seems too simple” she said.

Abby nodded, “Yes it does, but I’ve noticed
that magic is actually much more obvious and simple than it seems.
I’ve been thinking that for weeks now during our learning
session.”

Jasmine nodded, “Yes you do seem to say that
a lot. Okay, are you ready to give it a try?” she asked her.

Abby nodded and stood up, “Ready” she
answered. Jasmine walked up to her and put her hands onto her
shoulders and took a deep breath.

“Okay here we go” she said before she
started chanting the same words as her mother.

It seemed as though it went on forever and
nothing happened, then she heard her mother gasp behind her and she
saw that she was actually glowing the same silver color as
Jasmine’s father had been in the orb.

Just as she noticed it, she felt a sharp
pain in her back, near her shoulder blades, and she had to grit her
teeth to keep herself from crying out in the pain.

Just as the pain was starting to become
unbearable she felt Jasmine’s hands grow hot and it felt as though
she was burning her skin. Then, it was suddenly gone; all of the
pain disappeared and Jasmine pulled her hands away from her.

She looked down and saw that her body was
back to its original color. She looked back up to Jasmine.

“Did it work?” she asked. Jasmine nodded,
looking a little drained.

“Are you okay?” she asked her, just as she
looked like she was about to fall.

Her mother ran forward and grabbed Jasmine
around the waist; pulling her to the couch and helping her sit
down. Abby tried to look behind her, but she couldn’t get a good
look at her wings, so she walked over to one of the walls and
pointed at it, making it turn into a large mirror.

She stood there staring at herself in the
mirror for quite a few minutes. It was as though she had never seen
herself before, even though she didn’t look any different, except
for the wings.

They looked exactly like the ones she had
seen when the unicorn showed them to her. They were very large,
just slightly smaller than Jasmine’s wings, and they were actually
a lighter purple than what she had seen in his vision, but her
mother had told her that the unicorn’s visions were not entirely
accurate.

They were such a light purple they almost
looked white, and they had to be the most beautiful things she had
ever seen. She moved them around, laughing when they ticked as they
closed. She walked back over to Jasmine.

“These are great, I wish I could have them
all the time” she said smiling.

Her smile quickly lowered as she noticed how
pale Jasmine looked, as though she was sick with the flu, even her
wings looked paler than their usual hot pink color.

“Are you okay?” she asked concerned.

Jasmine nodded, “I’ll be okay, I just feel
drained, and I guess that took a lot more energy than I thought it
would. Go to the unicorn and have him take you to the castle and
get Tom back. I don’t know how long this lasts, so you had better
hurry” she said to her with a weak voice.

Abby nodded and leaned down to hug her,
“Thank you Jasmine” she said.

She stood back up and hugged her mother, and
closing her eyes, she let herself be guided to the unicorn.

Chapter
3
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It didn’t take long to find him; he was
still in the small paddock with the rest of his flock, all of them
standing around him as though to protect him. Abby kept her head up
high as she walked straight to the largest unicorn with the golden
horn.

“I am ready to go to the Faerie Castle” she
said with a firm and clear voice.

The unicorn looked at her for a second, and
then lowered his large head, indicating that she was to climb on
top of his back. All of the smaller unicorns turned and walked away
from him as soon as she touched him, apparently satisfied that he
was in no danger. Abby was scared to try and actually use the wings
because she didn’t know how they if would work, and didn’t want to
over exert them. She lifted up into the air, the way she had when
she had first faced off against Elysia, and then slowly glided down
onto his back wrapping her arms around his large neck as he
suddenly lifted up into the air.

Abby felt a rush of excitement roll through
her as they flew through the air faster than she could have ever
imagined moving. The wind was whipping through her hair, but the
wind here was different than the wind in the mortal world. Instead
of hurting as it rushed across her face, it felt as though someone
was rubbing a soft silk blouse against her cheeks.

Abby let go of the unicorn’s neck and sat
up, stretching her arms out beside her and closed her eyes,
thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the wind caressing her.

After just a few minutes they landed next to
a large castle that was almost the exact same as the castle she had
just come from, only it was a deep green color, almost black it was
so dark. There didn’t seem to be a bridge like the one they had
crossed to get to the God’s Castle, but she figured that since only
fairies could enter, you would have to fly in. She lifted up into
the air and started to fly toward the front doors.

A few feet before she got there, she felt
what was like an invisible barrier that slowed her down as she
tried to fly through it. It felt like she was trying to fly through
jelly, but after a good push, it finally let her through.

She hovered in the air and turned to look
back at the barrier; she could still see it there, it looked a
little like a ripple in the air, the way you would see if you tried
to look through a fire, nearly invisible, but still different.

She looked down at her body and saw that she
was completely dry so she shrugged and turned back toward the
castle flying the last few feet and then landed right in front of
the big double doors.

She walked forward and put her hand onto the
door, about to push it open, when it suddenly dissolved and became
just an open entry way. She walked forward into the castle and
turned as the door popped back into the door frame. She turned back
around and looked at the room that she was in, it was much
different than her own castle.