Project # 46 - Cecily's Secret Book of Fairies - Fairy Songs

This is a continuing story - please see my older posts for the beginning parts of this story

*Warning - there are vintage images of nudity in this post*

Cecily lay slumbering underneath the willow tree on a rather bright spring day. She was enjoying the warmth of the sun on her skin and the softness of the grass beneath her cheek. She dreamed of tea parties where fairies swam in cups of tea, and gardens where baby fairies watered the bluebells.

Gradually Cecily became aware of a droning sound. It started softly and then grew. It sounded like a tiny orchestra tuning up before a concert.

She slowly started to wake up and noticed the sound getting louder and louder. She blinked a few times in the sun and saw a fairy standing on a toadstool nearby, playing a violin.

"Good morning." Cecily said, "Who are you?"

"Shhhh", the fairy said loudly. "Can't you see I'm trying to play?"

"I am sorry." said Cecily. And she grew silent, listening to the soft, almost mournful sound of the tiny violin.

Slowly, like silky dandelion pods blowing on the wind, little fairies and pixies began to appear around the toadstool where the fairy was playing the violin. Some sat on twigs and rocks, and some lay down in the grass. Some climbed in the tree, and some flew overhead in the air.

And then birds began to land on nearby branches, and they started to sing in tune with the soft string music.

Fairies really are a musical bunch, thought Cecily.

And then the fairies began to dance and sing, and the ring of them beneath the tree was alive with music and laughter and whistling and humming.

It was the most divine music Cecily had ever heard.

She started to gather flowers and leaves, and she wove herself a beautiful fairy crown.

Now I feel at home here, Cecily thought, and she lay down again underneath the tree, and fell into a sweet, deep reverie. The music playing on around her into the afternoon.

To be continued...