Meredith Rae Morgan
Copyright 2010 Meredith Morgan
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The Fairy Queen stood at the window of her bedchamber with her eyes closed and her Soul reaching out into the moonless night. There was a disturbance somewhere far away that she could feel even in the Fairy Realm. She enlarged her Soul further until she could sense the outline of the Tor of Avalon and hear the Druids and Priestesses chanting antiphonally. Their music was plaintive and desperate. That alarmed her because the Druids only invited the Priestesses of the Grail to join them in prayers when they were afraid. She stilled her Soul, enlarging it as far as she could, and listened to the chanting. She sensed trouble and could feel the fear emanating from both the Druids and the Priestesses. Gwyneth knew that when the ordinarily serene inhabitants of Avalon were worried, something was seriously wrong.