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Bluebirds

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The Gemstone Glade Christmas Tree shone in the soft winter sunlight, its rainbow baubles like little stars.

Fairy Sodalite Sue flew round the tree, Christmas joy in her bright eyes. She stopped at the blue bauble, its colour close to her own. Sue waved her wand ecstatically, hoping something would happen.

She was not disappointed. The bauble turned in to a huge star shaped portal of blue light. Sue laughed as she flew in to blue bliss.

A blue sky kissed an evergreen forest like a long lost friend. Sue flew among the trees, breathing in the scent of a thousand springtimes. Wooden birdhouses hung from branches. Sue laughed as a bluebird swooped above and then beneath her.

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More bluebirds appeared, flying high in the trees and singing in unison. Sue laughed as delight danced in her brain. Then she saw her.

A small lady with light blue skin walked through the forest, a long blue dress bedecked with crystals flowing like a sighing sea around her. A crown of blue crystals topped her head. Her huge sapphire eyes gazed upwards, and focussed on Sue.

A woman with a blue flowing dress in a forest
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“Welcome, fairy! I have never met a crystalline fairy before. From where do you come?”

Sue landed on the lady’s hand, and described Gemstone Glade.

“I am Princess Ariana, I am protector of the birds of this land. You are in Avian World, a sanctuary for our feathered friends. All birds anywhere can come here through a magic portal that will open when needed. But Gemstone Glade sounds so exciting … can you take me there?”

So Sue escorted Princess Ariana to the blue star portal. Ariana was enchanted by Gemstone Glade. Two white doves flew above, and dropped a feather in to her hands. Bluebirds entered through the portal and played in the fountain, and then perched next to the golden angel at the top of the Christmas Tree.

The angel came to life, climbed on to one of the birds and as one they flew around the glade, then through the blue star portal to Avian World. The angel did not return; Sodalite Sue imagined her setting up home in a birdhouse palace deep in the forest.

Princess Ariana joined the fairies as they hosted a magical fairy picnic. A day for camaraderie and celebration, the fairies were keen to learn about the birds of Avian World. More birds from the Gemstone Glade forest joined them, an eagle, a phoenix and an owl among them. Ariana told them they were welcome in her world anytime.

Then it started to snow. Birds, fairies and princess alike caught snowflakes in their hands or beaks, and enjoyed bounteous blessings. For snow here heals your heart and massages your mind, a tonic for the weary.

Princess Ariana sang for the assembled audience, with the voice of a songbird. Birds perched on her shoulder, joining in. A chorus of Christmas charm warmed the winter air.

May music bless your own Christmas, and enchanted stories stoke your soul. And may songbirds light your way. Merry Christmas everyone.

Golden Fire

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The Gemstone Glade Christmas Tree glimmered in the winter sun, its rainbow array of baubles winking, conspirators of magic.

Fairy Citrine Cindy flew round the tree, a smile of a hundred suns on her tiny yellow face. Today, she would choose the yellow bauble, her kindred colour.

She danced in front of the bauble, waving her arms and swinging her legs furiously. The sunlight sparkled in her wings, a Christmas light in freefall.

Then the yellow bauble turned in to a huge portal of golden light. With a cheeky chuckle, Cindy flew in to the shimmering gateway.

Golden yellow sands confronted her, emerald green waves licking the beach gently. A large yellow sun hung triumphant in the sky. Hills of yellow grass hugged the beach like a long lost friend.

A yellow seagull flew towards her. “Hello, fairy from afar. I am Seagull Solomon.”

Cindy instantly liked Solomon, he was the same colour as her after all. “I am from Gemstone Glade,” she whispered in her silken voice, the sound of angels laughing.

“Gemstone Glade? It really exists then? I thought it was a myth, a place so magical it could not possibly be real …”

“I can take you there,” promised Cindy.

“I would love to go. But let me first introduce you to my friend Jasmine, a magical sea dragon.”

Solomon cawed to the sky, the sound of every wonder of the world rolled in to one.

The ocean sighed, and the waves parted in two as something large approached … Then she was there, in all her golden yellow glory. A beautiful dragon with emerald green eyes and glowing yellow wings. She breathed yellow smoke as she slowly crept over the sand towards them.

“Jasmine! I have a new friend!”

Cindy laughed. It was not often she met other yellow creatures, especially not ones as mysterious as these two.

Jasmine asked Cindy to climb atop her head, and then flew over the yellow hills and lakes of yellow lava, and of course the ocean studded by islands of yellow sands.

Cindy felt an aching sense of awe suffuse her heart. She was in paradise.

Dragons flying above an ocean with rock formations against a sunlit sky
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“I can transmit sunshine energy,” explained Jasmine. “It can heal, it can burn away the old and transform the world, it can make magic.”

An ocean surrounded by land with palm trees and a sunset above
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“I simply must show you and Solomon my home now,” sighed Cindy.

So Cindy returned through the yellow portal of light, followed by a seagull and then a mighty dragon.

The other crystalline fairies flew around them, intrigued and hoping for some magic. They were not disappointed.

Seagull Solomon shed a yellow feather. The fairies seized it and began to play. Their wings sprouted tiny yellow feathers. They giggled in delight.

Then Jasmine breathed yellow smoke on the Gemstone Glade fountain. Fierce dragon fire ignited, floating on the surface of the water like huge candles. Jasmine breathed again, extinguishing the fire. The fairies clapped in delinquent delight.

Jasmine relit the fountain, and her magic trickled through the portals of the glade and drifted silently to Planet Earth.  

On Christmas Eve, every fountain anywhere on Planet Earth lit up with ferocious yellow fire, a fleeting five minutes of magnificence. It was a Christmas sign, a portent of magic to come … It was the power of every child’s Christmas wish coming true.

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Dragon Destiny

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Unicorn Ryan enters Gemstone Glade, the desire for magic melting his heart, and the wish to once again connect with the mysterious tablet gifted to him in this Christmas story, followed by this Christmas story, and further pursued here: Griffin Gala | Gemstone Glade and here: Phoenix Prayer | Gemstone Glade

Ryan neighs softly in happy anticipation of adventure. Today, he nudges the magic tablet with excitement, then softly brushes his unicorn horn over the word Dragon.  The tablet turns red.

With a loud crackle, a giant ring of fire appears. Ryan jumps through, a magic mission thundering through his veins, flames in his eyes.

He is in a mountainous terrain with smoke simmering on the horizon. Purple mist kisses his ankles. A green sun scorches the sky. Tall trees surround him, like signposts leading the way to the edge of a stone mountain. His horn grows hot.

The air is full of the pungent taste of sweet smoke. Ryan breathes it in happily. Perhaps it is a healing smoke.

From the rocky slope of the mountain, a huge dragon surveys him. She is atop a nest of orange eggs. Her eyes are red, her body orange and her wings are scarlet. She is surely a dragon queen, her still stare speaking of power but also dignity.

“Who comes here?” she accosts him.

Ryan neighs in friendship, and circles his horn, offering a unicorn blessing.

“I am Ryan, and I am exploring different worlds which I access through a magic tablet. I am here to learn, to experience, to share unicorn wisdom … above all, to help in any way I can.”

“I am Briona, Queen of the Red Ray. I have a mission for you, if you choose to accept.”

Ryan sits down in deference, lowering his horn.

“I am so pleased to meet you. There is an ancient prophecy about a unicorn. But there is also a very real special dragon here, in our world. Her name is Lilac, and she is the first known dragon born with a horn resembling a unicorn’s. She is secretive and lives alone, seeing no one. I would like you to find her. Perhaps together you can find a joint cause. I believe she is within the caves of Moonstone Mountain.”

Ryan can feel his horn burning.

“Your horn is glowing red. Do you feel her presence? Can you reach out to Lilac?”

Ryan closes his eyes. He can see a crystalline cave in his mind. That is where he must go.

“I accept the mission,” he states simply.

Ryan travels through the strange world for a day and a night, passing beneath towering rocky mountains, walking through stony valleys with strange shrubs. Then he is there, before a shining mountain with caves at its foot. “Moonstone Mountain,” he murmurs.

His horn is hot again, and it guides him to the correct cave entrance.

“Lilac,” he softly intones. And then she is there, standing timidly at the cave door. A silver dragon with lilac wings and deep purple eyes.

“I have dreamt of you. And now you are here. A unicorn cousin.”

Her small unicorn horn is lepidolite crystal, glimmering in the light of a purple moon above.

“Come.” Lilac welcomes Ryan to her cave, and its nest of multi-coloured eggs – pink, blue, orange, green, and rainbow striped.

“These eggs are the dragon children of the future. They will be born to create destiny. I will bring them each up to befriend a child – a special child – on Planet Earth below. They will guide the children of destiny, the seed of a new world. They will be protector dragons, and will be magical beyond belief.”

Ryan neighs softly, realising that he in the presence of greatness.

“And you  … will you help? When the babies are old enough to leave the nest? Will you return and help me find their new homes? To fulfil their destinies?”

“Of course … but how will I know it is time?”

“When you dream of Moonstone Mountain beneath a full purple moon, then it is time. Return then.”

Ryan steps out of the cave, and looks up at the moon. In its soft light, all dreams seem possible. A mission lights in his heart like a purple flower. Magic runs in his veins, and his heart beats with unicorn blessings. The divine will dance with dragons. And miracles will follow, like sun after the rain. The moon looks down, lilac fire in its still heart. Ryan neighs, and moonlight sparkles in his horn. The night simmers with the promise of a better tomorrow.

dragon with turquoise eyes and lilac wings
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