Page 56 of Lost Starlight
Meria popped up from within the pool. “Nick, it is amazing down there, so many gems–all glowing. They are different from what I have seen before.” She held out some illuminated gemstones. “I don’t feel much inside of them, just a warm power and light.”
Dominick took one of the gemstones and was quickly knocked over by a swarm of pixies. The gemstone was taken from his hand and placed back in the lagoon.
“Note to self: don’t touch the pixies’ gems,” I said with a laugh.
“I wonder what makes them glow? Are you okay, Dominick? Hey, leave him alone!” Meria glared at the pixies. She stepped from the water and walked over to him.
“Ours, Ours, Ours!” they chimed.
“Okay, pixies–I didn’t know,” Dominick said. They drifted away from him. “Pests,” Dominick mumbled under his breath.
“I think they are adorable when not hurting my husband,” Meria said with a laugh.
“You would, Meria,” he grunted. “We waited for you two, so let’s go,” Dominick said, walking up to me.
He motioned for the rest of the crew to gather.
“Alright, I don’t think the pixies want you in their cave, so around we go,” I said.
“Are you sure they are on the north side of the island?” Dominick looked at the dirt map the lost boys and I had made beside our log fire.
Meria and Gwen were tucking the two very young lost boys into bed. I was sure Gwen would tell a story, too.
Wish I could listen.
“Yes, I saw him. There are a few islands to pass before reaching the Mirror Sea.”
“I still don’t understand how he is getting past the fierce creatures of the sea,” Dominick mumbled.
“He has a pixie; that will keep the creatures of the deep from attacking his ship, right?”
“Perhaps. I thought it had to be a magical creature of the sea to do that, but maybe not,” Dominick said, scratching his jaw.
Meria and Gwen walked up to us. Meria moved to Dominick and Gwen to me.
“Peter,” Gwen said as she stood beside me.
“Gwen,” I said with a nod. “How are the boys?”
“Good.”
“More than just good!” Meria began. “Gwendolyn is incredible. She told the most enchanting story; the boys love her.”
“Do they? I have to say, I am not at all surprised. Who could not love her?” I said, looking only at Gwen; her cheeks were dark and her hands covered her face.
“They barely know me. I am glad I could bring them some joy. They are so sweet–and well-mannered for living here as a pack of just boys.”
“I’m sure you’ll have competition now, Peter. I’d watch out,” Meria said with a smile.
“I’ll be sure to,” I said, winking at Gwen.
“So, we have a plan,” Dominick said.
“What is it?” Gwen asked.
“We cut him off; Peter will fly around and distract them, and we shall sneak up and attack his ship.”
“What about the lost boys on board?” Gwen asked. “And the pixie they stole?”
