One Letter Delivered Via Sparrow

Greetings, Moira dear.

I hope this letter finds you well and in good keeping.

As you know, the Autumn is fast approaching, and our annual gathering is nearly upon us once more. We all look forward to seeing Mira again. It is amazing how quickly mortal children grow. One moment they’re little more than a sprout with a bright light and heads bursting full of questions, and the next they’re growing up and coming into their own.

And speaking of coming into their own, as this is Mira’s eleventh year, this visit will be a special one. She truly stands between the thresholds of worlds, and while the binding has not yet been activated, let’s just say that eleven is a tricky year. As this is the case, you may expect all of us this afternoon instead of just me. I apologize for the short notice, but it couldn’t be helped.

Alethia has heard whispers of some troubling things. Nothing to fret yourself over, but enough to remind us that we must take greater diligence over our own tasks. For this reason, our visit will last until moonrise tonight instead of our customary fortnight. I do hope Mira will not be too disappointed, but it cannot be helped.

We look forward to catching up on all that we’ve missed, and hope that this year will be particularly memorable for Mira.

Eleven indeed.

Our greatest of wishes and affection,

Godmother Flora ❀

. . .  TO BE CONTINUED . . .

© 2015 by Danyelle Leafty. All rights reserved.

Sparrows are very reliable when it comes to delivering missives. Or so I’ve been reliably informed. In other news, there *is* such a thing as too much sugar in the medicine . . .

A good story must not only have a hero(ine), but a villain. Join me next Wednesday as the villain of our story pokes around the edges. Testing the water, you might say.

If this is your first visit here, be sure to read the first installment of this episode. And be sure to come back tomorrow to learn a few more secrets about the UnderWhere.