The Fae World: Earth: Shayla: The Arrival of the the Fae

[k_a_webb]

Halloween was a day when strange things were meant to happen, but the shimmering mist that was coming from the direction of the local field was stranger than normal. Shayla watched it for a few minutes longer, so she could be certain that she really was seeing what she thought she was seeing, before going to find her dad. For a moment she stood in the doorway of the lounge, nibbling on her bottom lip as she tried to work out how to explain what she was seeing, before stepping into the room to get his attention, knowing that she needed to tell him sooner rather than later.

“Dad,” she said, trying to not to let her worry get the better of her, “there’s something happening outside.”

“What is it?” he asked, turning to look at her, his smile turning to a frown when their eyes met.

“I’ve been watching this mist for the past twenty minutes, which I know doesn’t seem strange, but it’s different… I don’t know why but I can feel it and think we need to leave the house.”

“Show it to me, Shayla, and then we’ll decide what we should do.”

Nodding, Shayla led him upstairs, to the master bedroom, where they had the best view of the mist. It was moving slowly, so they did have time, but when she saw it again she was certain that they needed to leave. She studied her father as he looked out of the window, wishing she had some idea of what was going through his mind, and, when he eventually turned to look at her, she knew there was something wrong from his expression.

“You can see a mist?”

“It’s sort of shimmery and purple.”

“Okay.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I can’t see anything, but I didn’t expect to. When your mum left she told me this might happen, because her world was dying, and you’re right, we do need to leave the house. Just try not to worry for tonight. At the rate it’s probably moving we should have until tomorrow, when the Prime Minister will make his announcement about the arrival of the fae. We’ll pack up now, I’ll warn the neighbours I think will believe me, and be ready for it.” He shook his head. “Honestly I didn’t believe it would happen and now… well, things are going to be changing for a while, Shayla, and you’re going to be a part of those changes.”

Shayla stared at him, blinking, unable to believe what he was saying, but then she looked out of the window again. There was definitely a purple mist, there was definitely something about it that made her simultaneously want to run from it and towards it, and, as she tried to come to terms with the fact that it meant she was different, she tried not to let her feelings show. “Why didn’t you tell me about Mum before? Surely it’s something I had a right to know about.”

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.