CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and EIGHTY-EIGHT
“What are you afraid of, Gudrid?” Edie asked. “What is your tribes fear?”
“We do not wish to be overrun by…” Gudrid looked at Edie and then at Rani.
“She is afraid of our dark skin,” Asmaa said.
“It doesn’t rub off, sister,” Rani said. “You cannot catch it like a disease. If you wish to keep your children’s glacial skin color, don’t breed with someone of our color. Problem solved.”
Edie looked at Gudrid for a long moment and then looked at Asmaa.
“Your mother’s skin was the color of her sister when she was deposited on this planet,” Edie said. “Her skin changed with time. You, your sister fairies — you are the youngest of the tribes.”
“And the most impure,” Rani said.
“Impure?” Gudrid asked with a sniff.
“You are all at least half human,” Rani said.
“That’s how you got the white skin,” Edie said.
“And why your powers are weaker than ours,” Asmaa said.
Gudrid looked at Edie for a long time before shaking her head.
“Why would you wish to…?” Gudrid asked again.
Edie sighed. She was afraid that they were getting nowhere. Impulsively, she grabbed Gudrid’s hands.
“We are fairies,” Edie said.
“But why…?” Gudrid asked.
“We are fairies,” Edie said. “Our mothers are family. We are family. We are fairies.”
Gudrid blinked at Edie.
“The prophesy says that you intend to destroy the other tribes to have the world for yourself,” Gudrid said, slowly, emphasizing every word.
“Where did the prophesy come from?” Edie asked.
“I… Uh…” Gudrid blushed. “I actually don’t know.”
“It sounds like a story told to keep you and your tribe in line,” Rani said. “Our tribe has never discussed destroying you. You and your kin are our family.”
Asmaa put her hand on Gudrid’s shoulder.
“Breathe the free air, sister,” Asmaa said. “We, Moors, are not here to destroy you. We could have done it at any time in history. We have not. Think about it — none of the tribes has attempted to destroy you.”
“We have only responded to your attacks,” Edie said. “You know this.”
Gudrid’s head went up and down in a nod.
“Don’t you know the current Oracle?” Rani asked.
“I do,” Edie said.
“Does she know the history of the world?” Rani asked.
“She has access to it,” Edie said. “She and our library team have worked together quite a bit.”
“Could we ask her about Áthas’s tribe’s fear of destruction?” Rani asked.
“I will ask our hosts if she may come here to Olympia,” Edie said. “I will ask the Mother is she will allow it.”
Edie closed her eyes and called to Abi. After a moment, she gave them a curt nod.
“I have spoken with the mother. She will let me know. In the meantime, let us share a meal,” Edie said. “I would very much like to know each of you well. The better we know each other, the better we will be able to govern, grow, and adapt.”
“Adapt to what?” Gudrid asked.
“Whatever is coming next,” Edie said.
The other fairies gave Edie a slow agreeing nod.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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