'A Real Fairy Story'
by Cynthia & Big Sister
Yesterday,
I posted about how, the
path
my pumpkin plant and the stone border seemed to make a path, leading
down to the bottom of the garden and I said that maybe it led to the
fairies that lived there. Danielle, from
a work in progress commented
that in the US they don't have tradition of fairies. Perhaps this is
my own ignorance showing, but I don't think it had occurred to me
that the fairies hadn't made it across the Atlantic!
So,
I though I'd give you my only real fairy story , as it happened to
me. While my husband was still my fiancee, we took a trip up to the
isle of Skye.
He
had worked there for a while, and I had never been, so we booked into
the local youth hostel, hired a car and drove up for a weekend. As we
drove, we planned out all the things we wanted to do when we got
there, and one of the things that he mentioned was that he wanted me
to see the
Fairy
Glen at Uig.
I'd
never heard of it, but I was keen to go and check it out! So, on the
second day of our sojourn, we
traveled
up from Kyleakin to Uig to check out the Fairy Glen.
It
really is an amazing place; these strange steep-sided hill are
scattered haphazardly throughout the glen, with crystal clear pools
of water
glistening in the small valleys. It feels like you've
wondered out of the 'real' world of traffic, technology and crowds
and into this sphere of calm, where the silence is so complete that
you could be swimming underwater.
Over
dinner that evening, we decided that we would go back to the Fairy
Glen under the cover of darkness and see if we could spot any of the
'little people'.
I
think we both knew that it was silly, but it can be such fun to
suspend the soul -crushing disbelief in which so many live their day
to day lives.
Anyway,
we headed out to the Fairy Glen and it was so dark. I don't think I
fully
appreciated just how
dark
, it was until the car headlights were turned off and we began
walking of and we began walking between the Fairy Hills and passed
the Fairy pools. Pretty soon that darkness became
that velvety
blackness where you can't see your hand in front of your face and you
have to keep blinking your eyes just to
check that you still have
them open.
The
silence was the only disturbed by our own footfalls and when we
stopped there was no noise at all. Deprived of two senses, I started
to feel a small flutter of panic. I'm a city girl at heart. And so
being outside in the dark was completely unfamiliar to me. Really in
the world which I live in, there is no real darkness, no real
silence. My heart started to speed up, my eyes kept straining to see
some light, my ears to hear so sound.
NOTHING...
And then, somewhere about 20 feet to our left' someone coughed. I
don't think my body had ever experienced such a rush of adrenalin,
either then or since and holding hands my fiancee and I ran blindly
back towards the direction of the car. Throwing ourselves into the
car and locking the doors, we both looked at each other and started
to laugh. Great belly laughs which seemed to shake our entire beings
and made our eyes weep. We sat for a while, until we reined our
giggles in and then we sat a while longer waiting to see if anyone
would follow us out of the Glen.
There
were no Cars Parked there but ours and no one showed up, so
eventually we started the drive back to the hostel.
Now,
I don't know if it was the fairies playing tricks on us or someone
out on a quite stroll [ Mind you – in the pitch Black?],
but I do
know that
I've
never ran so fast or laughed so hard as I did when I visited Fairy
Glen.
Love you all- Your Wendy
And Cynthia From her blog
with love
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