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Car Sale.

My neighbour from down the street has advertised that on Saturday he will run a sale from the boot of his car. Anyone Interested should be at his house in the afternoon. The sale will be from two until four. I was Interested because my neighbour had travelled nearly all over the world and I was hoping to find something out of the ordinary.

Just after two o’clock, I made my way to his drive and there was his car filled with all kinds of things. A few other people that I knew were there and I greeted them all. Many were there it seemed to have a gossip hardly anyone looked at the stuff in the boot of his car or on the table that he had arranged just in front of the car. I looked at old lampshades and a few pots and pans. Then there were one or two pieces of electrical equipment, a few pictures and right at the back of the table; I saw a small glass or plastic snow shaker. You know one of those things that when one shakes them snowflakes twirl in the glass making it look like a snowstorm. For some reason I was attracted to this bauble and taking it in my hand for a better look I noticed at once although the day was warm this snow shaker was ice cold to the touch.

I asked my neighbour what he wanted for this trinket and a few shillings changed hands. Putting the snow shaker in my pocket, I looked at some of the other things that were for sale but this time there was nothing from abroad, nothing exotic so I walked back to my home. In my kitchen I took out the snow shaker and looked at it very thoroughly I saw that on a small piece of stone a Fairy figurine was standing. I shook the shaker a little and watching all of the time, I actually saw the figurine shiver as the snow fell all around her.

I carefully placed the snow shaker on my mantelpiece it is a warm spot in the house. I sent some mental pictures to Her Majesty Queen Feeanna, Queen of all the Fairies and asked her to come and see me as soon as possible. I had just finished drinking my evening cup of cocoa when Her Majesty arrived in her usual blue flash and puff of smoke. We exchanged greetings and I showed Her Majesty the snow shaker and of my suspicion that a Fairy had been imprisoned in the glass. We both sent mental pictures to the figurine and it shivered again. This time both Her Royal Majesty and I had seen the poor Fairy shivering. It must have been very cold in the snow shaker.

The question was how should we set her free the glass shaker was a good hundred years old and the fact that it always felt cold to the touch told us that some heavy magic was in play. I suggested to Her Majesty that we all go the caves where all Fairies and butterflies spend the long winter months. There we would find the right conditions for treating her for shock. To open the bauble was no problem but the fairy had been in this liquid for so long we did not know what would happen when we freed her from the liquid. I did not think that it was ordinary water for ordinary water will get warm when placed in the sun or on a warm place this snow shaker was always cold. No child had ever wanted to play with it after experiencing the cold that went out from it.

I took the bauble carefully in my hand and Her Majesty said the words in the old language that spirited us to the huge caves under the Himalayan Mountains. Her Majesty then went to the library to see if there was anything written about this problem. I sent mental pictures to the imprisoned Fairy saying that things would soon be better and she would be free from her icy prison. Her Majesty came back with a smile on her face. “This has been done before it is the work of Magoricus the evil Wizard that I turned into stone some time back.

Taking her magic wand Her Majesty spoke some words into the snow shaker and the shaker broke completely in two halves. The liquid Her Majesty had at the same time turned into ice. Then with another wave of he wand the ice melted and a dainty little fairy stood there. Only a few seconds then the Fairy grew and I now saw how beautiful she was. Magoricus had placed her in the snow shaker because she would not marry him. Part of his evil was that every time a human shook the shaker she would feel the intense cold. The Fairy had just enough power left to make the shaker very cold when anyone touched it in this way people had placed it on their shelves but no one had really played with it as it was too cold to the touch.

Her Majesty told the Fairy that some of her old friends would soon be with her and she was to spend the next few months recovering from her experiences in the snow shaker.  I myself with Her Majesty went back home. I was surprised to see that I had been away for one whole week. I had much work to do in my garden, the house needed dusting, and cleaning so I was occupied for quite a while, that is why I have only just written this story