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The Wanderer.

On my way into Fairyland I noticed that many Fairies were on their way to the clearing by the old oak tree. A man dressed in some old kind of garment similar to a Monk’s Robe was sitting crossed legs on a large toadstool that the Fairies had obviously grown for him. I have never seen the man before this day and wondered how he managed to catch the attention of the Fairies. I did not have to wait long. The man started to speak; I listened to his pleasant voice he was telling the Fairies a story. I listened and heard the man telling one of my own Fairy Tales. One story that I had written some years ago. The Fairies were delighted. I too was pleased that it was one of my stories that the man was telling them.

One fairy walked up to the large toadstool and from nowhere a plate full with delicious Fairy Cakes. The man ate of the cakes and started telling them another story. This story I also recognised it was from my pen. Three whole hours the man told one of my stories. He had them all in his head he must have spent quite some time reading and remembering my stories. I decided to ask him why my stories? Many people write Fairy tales why did he pick my stories to tell the Fairies.

Smiling the man changed into the Fairy Queen Feeanna. Still smiling she told me that many Fairies knew that I wrote about their adventures but only a few had ever read for themselves my little books. The idea of changing into a man was her way of making sure that the Fairies would listen without wondering why the Queen herself was the storyteller. Her Majesty has read all of the stories from my pen.

Thanking Her Majesty for her kindness I walked back home to write this little story. Now once a month the Queen appears dressed as man in a monks robe to tell the Fairies more of my little tales. The Fairies never get tired of listening to that what I have written. Many recognise themselves in the stories. All are happy to hear tales written about their own little escapades and whenever the man in the Monk’s Robes appear all drop what ever they are doing and make for the clearing.