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    The Weavers of Fair Falls
    The Weavers of Fair Falls
    The Weavers of Fair Falls
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    The Weavers of Fair Falls

    By Tony Farnden

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    This tale is one of many that result from the impact of the Fair Ones, fairies if you would prefer, on the inhabitants of the realms beyond Fairy.

    It came about in an attempt to answer three questions.

    Are the Fair Ones fair?

    Can you fall in love with someone from another race, another species, another realm? And should that be so, can gender be an issue?

    Ah well humans, as always, that is for you to decide as you seem to be the only ones with such concerns.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTony Farnden
    Release dateJan 22, 2019
    ISBN9780463441237
    The Weavers of Fair Falls
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    Tony Farnden

    I'm Tony and I used to write when I was young and then life got in the way. Let's hope it's not too late to make some impression with what I write. I'm not giving up this time round that's for sure but I may take breaks :)I'm not much into social media so don't expect any guff from me. I'm bit of a recluse living in a forest in South Wales with a very variable mobile phone connection.

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      The Weavers of Fair Falls - Tony Farnden

      The Weavers of Fair Falls

      By Tony Farnden

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2019 Tony Farnden

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

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      Table of Contents

      The Weavers of Fair Falls

      Chapter 1 - A Love Discovered

      Chapter 2 - Settling In

      Chapter 3 - Dreams

      Chapter 4 - Revelations

      Chapter 5 - Decisions of Fairies

      Chapter 6 - Solstice Born

      Chapter 7 - Love and Hate

      Chapter 8 - Taking Risks

      Chapter 9 - Hate and Love

      Appendix

      The Weavers of Fair Falls

      Chapter 1 - A Love Discovered

      Good day, my lady. Can I get you something to drink? Some milk? It was fresh this morning from the farm below. Or water? asked the shepherd.

      Thank you. Water would be suitable, said the lady.

      The shepherd looked back over his shoulder. Kit, bring out the jug and the cups, the ones on the shelf, the good ones. He turned back. My sister’s child, my lady.

      "Your sister was a weaver also?

      Yes, my lady. The child has some talent in spinning thread so is proving to have some uses.

      And your sister? She is well?

      Dead, my lady. A fever took the village. Just the child left. The priest brought the child last church day and a litter of kittens. The child would not leave them.

      Were you close?

      Aye, we were but my work, what with the sheep as well as the weaving, has kept me here these last few years.

      I grieve with you, shepherd.

      Thank you, my lady. I find working at the loom takes me away from gloomy thoughts. I thank you for your patronage, the shepherd said. He paused in thought for a moment before continuing. The cloth is ready, my lady.

      It is? I forgot it has been awhile since we last passed by, shepherd, she said, a slight smile on her face.

      It is as soft as you could wish, my lady. A baby could be swaddled in it and not notice, he said with an echoing smile on his face.

      Could she indeed. I will . . . The lady paused as she noticed the small child standing nearby holding a cup brimming with water.

      Ah thank you child. I will take it within. Elf, help me down and . . .

      Mistress?

      Look to the child. I will be awhile. She turned back to the shepherd. Shepherd, I would see the cats while we are within. I may have use of one.

      What do you think of that, Kit. You could not wish for a better home, said the shepherd to the child.

      The child lifted the cup to the waiting hand and said something quietly.

      What is it, child? said the fair lady, leaning down so the child could whisper in her ear. The white kitten with the blue eyes you say. We shall see if she takes to me.

      ****

      Let’s water the horses, the elf said to the child, what do I call you . . . Kit?

      My uncle calls me Kit. My name is . . .

      Stop! Do not tell me your birth name. In fact, tell it to no one. Unless, he said, tapping his nose,you love them and they love you back whatever that may mean. He looked the child up and down. Which will not be any day soon from the look of you. How old are you?

      The elf bent down and lifted the child onto the pony’s back and started to lead it and the horse to the waterfall. Well, how old are you?

      Ten and a half, sir.

      That young? Well I am . . . let me see. I am about sixteen in your years.

      In my years, sir?

      Elves and like folk grow much slower than mankind particularly if they spend time in the other realm. It has taken me a long time to get this old. In fact I’ve been sixteen for many of your years so you should listen to me. See the length of my braid. It is longer than you are tall. That denotes how wise I am, said the elf with a wink and a grin. You may call me Elf. I am no sir. I’m just a thing to be passed from owner to owner.

      The child looked at the elf as if a hundred questions were struggling to make themselves heard when barking broke out. That is Owyn, he’s tied up behind the barn.

      Tied up? Owyn’s my friend, said Elf.

      He bothers my kittens. They hiss and spit and do not like his attentions.

      Why? What does he do?

      He dives at them and tries to herd them like sheep. Uncle says he’ll get used to them but it’ll take time. When he gets excited we tie him up but he is not happy.

      I should say not. I will have words with Owyn. He handed the reins to the child. Wait here, he said to the mounts. See if you can keep Kit out of mischief.

      ****

      Owyn, my friend, what’s this I hear? Do you not know a cat from a sheep? the elf said. You try to nip their feet. Why do you do that? Ah, you wish to master them. For what purpose? So that they will befriend you? How has that gone so far, my friend? Not well. So I should think. They do not like to be herded, do they?

      The dog looked up at the elf and whined.

      Come now, you don’t like being tied up do you?

      The dog looked down at its feet.

      The elf got down on his knees and took the dog’s head in his hands and whispered into its right ear and into its left ear. The dog shook its head.

      Now don’t shake out all that I have said.. Remember what I have told you. See that you do as I say next you see those kittens. I will be keeping an eye on you and you know I can.

      He took the rope in his hand and the knot was untied. Now come with us down to the water. You smell like you could do with a bath.

      ****

      The dog leapt into the pool, splashing and yelping.

      The elf lifted the child from the pony’s back and set him on the ground.

      Can you really talk to dogs? asked the child.

      Not just dogs. All living things. Why, can you not? said the elf.

      Well, I talk to the dog and the kittens and sometimes the sheep but they do not talk back. I’m not sure they even listen.

      Don’t they? I assure you that they do. But what are you listening with?

      The boy touched his ears.

      No wonder. They do not have voice boxes like ours, yours and mine, I mean. You know when they are worried or are hungry do you not?

      Yes.

      Well that is hearing with your eyes as well as your ears. But you can hear them here, said the elf, touching the boy’s forehead, and here, touching his chest, your heart.

      My . . . mother . . . said witches speak to animals and it is a wicked thing.

      Yes, witches speak to animals but why wicked? Are your kittens wicked or Owyn here or those sheep up on the slope?

      No, no, they are not but . . . said the child,

      Only humans are wicked, some of them if not all, but that would be because they are made wrong.

      What about elves? And the other ones . . . the . . .

      "Do not name them, child. They are beyond our understanding and live to a different set of . . . well, let’s just call them rules. Elves on

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