Chapter Three
It
was a beautiful walk along the old dirt road, and the three children saw all
sorts of things that simply cannot be seen in our world. The trees waved in the
gentle breeze; and by waved, I do not mean that the branches merely swayed, but
each tree extended a long, leafy limb and waved at the children as they passed
by. The flowers that grew along the side of the road were all cupcakes and
candy bars and all sorts of things that children really like to eat.
When
it was midday, the children stopped to eat their lunch under the biggest,
shadiest tree of them all. When Kyle opened the dinner pail, the children found
meat, bread, cheese, mustard, potato chips, apples, and cookies. Between the
three of them, the pail was empty in no time.
As
the children stood up to continue on their journey, they saw the golden
butterfly. It looked as if it were sparkling, the way the warm sun shone on it.
The butterfly approached them, then flew a little way farther down the road, as
if it were beckoning the children to follow it. So Kara, Kyle, and Levi
followed the butterfly down the road. The butterfly led them to a large meadow,
and the children began to run around and feel the cool breeze running through
their hair and enjoying the beauty of the day. Abruptly, Kara stopped.
“What
is it?” Kyle and Levi asked at the same time.
“Look,”
Kara whispered. “A unicorn.”
And
indeed there was a large unicorn lying in the grass. Her horn was a swirl of
every color imaginable, and even some that aren’t. Her wings were purple-no,
they were blue-but then they looked green.
Why, its wings were constantly changing colors! But other than that, the
unicorn was all white.
Levi,
who evidently feared no creature in Fairyland, said to his siblings, “Come on,
let’s go see it.” So the three children tiptoed over to the unicorn, who was
sleeping in the sunshine.
“Look
at its wings,” Kyle said. “They’re yellow.”
“No,
they’re not,” Kara disagreed. “They’re pink.”
It
was at that moment that the unicorn opened her soft grey eyes and looked up at
the children. “What kind of creatures are you?” she asked fearfully. “Not
unicorn hunters, I hope?”
“Oh,
no,” Kyle assured her. “We’re children.”
“Children?”
the unicorn asked. “I thought children were only make-believe.”
“No!”
Kyle said, quite surprised. “We are very real!”
“Are
you nice?” Levi asked the unicorn.
“Yes,”
the unicorn replied. “I would never hurt anyone. By the way, my name is Claydo.
What’s yours?”
“I’m
Kyle,” Kyle told the creature. “This is Levi.”
“And
I’m Kara,” Kara added with a smile.
“Pleased
to meet you,” Claydo said. “What brings three children to Fairyland?”
“I
just followed a golden butterfly, and I fell in,” Levi stated.
“Where
are you from?” asked the unicorn.
“We
are from Alabama,”
Kyle told her.
“I
have never heard of Alabama,”
Claydo said. “How do you plan on returning there?”
“We
are going on a journey to the cave of a dragon named Quasbed, on the other side
of Fairyland,” Kara said. “We are supposed to obtain a scale from him, and say
the magic words. Then we will find ourselves in Alabama again.”
“I
hope you do,” Claydo sighed. “Quasbed is a very dangerous dragon. Only one
creature has ever entered his cave and came out alive.”
“Yes,
it was a dwarf,” Kara said. “We’ve met him.”
“But
we can get the dragon scale!” Levi shouted triumphantly.
“Ah,
but do you know how to get to Quasbed’s cave?” asked Claydo. “To reach the
cave, you must follow the road to Nowhere.”
“But
if the road leads to nowhere, how can it lead us to the cave?” Kyle asked.
“No,
no,” Claydo explained. “The land that Quasbed lives in on the very, very edge
of Fairyland, in a place called Nowhere, where thorns grow instead of flowers,
and huge boulders take the place of trees.”
Levi
gulped.
“I
will assist you on your journey,” offered Claydo. “I shall see to it that you
make it to Alabama
safely.”
The
children cheered.
“Here,
you may ride on my back,” Claydo offered. So the three siblings hopped on to
Claydo’s back. And that is how the girl, the two boys, and the unicorn made
their way down the road to Nowhere.
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