The Nameless Mission
The Namesless Mission
It didn't have a name. But why should it? Only faeries were supposed to have
names! Every time a new faerie was born their name appeared in the kettle.
Like hers, Pan. Or perhaps Ketty, maybe a name like, oh, Thee. Names like
Meehah, Aniek, Mae, Silverleaf, Glade. She smiled, those were the names of the
other child in, well, it didn't have a name, their mission. Mission! Those
mortals thought themselves so proud to call those churches missions! Silly,
silly, sillies. Didn't they know that a mission is a mound! It didn't have a
name it was just, their mission. All the other missions had names but theirs
just didn't. The name hadn't appeared in the kettle. Their mission couldn't be
not meant to be. The gift had been found in the mission, the most wonderful
gift of all, a child! Her name was Meanttobe. And children were showing up
without names too. It couldn't be a child wasn't meant to be! The philosophers
thought that perhaps the mortals had something to do with it. But now she
focused. Today the children would get to follow 'round one of the fae as they
play their daily pranks. Pan hoped she would be able t o play a prank.
"Okay, thee shalt Ketty, Thee, Meehah, and Pan and thou shalt take Aniek,
Mac, Silverleaf, and Glade," one of the elder faeries said to another. The
faery led Pan and the others in her group to a large pine tree and instructed
them to sit sit down. They all sat in a semicircle. On her left was Thee and
one her right was Meehah. On Meehah's right was Ketty.
"I am Mythia," announced the elder faery. "Thou shalt call me Myst."
"I am named Kettinka," explained Ketty, following Myst's example "But thou
shalt call me Ketty."
"I'm Meehah but ye have to call me Me!" young Meeah exclaimed earnestly.
"My name is Theeapolis, ye can call me Thee."
"M'name's Saaski but ye must call me Pan," answered Pan.
"May we have our bread now Myst?" asked Ketty.
"No m'love," replied Myst. "'Tis a dangerous world out there! Save your bread!"
"Does thou mean there en't any food?"
"'Course there is! I read 'bout the really world in thy book!"
"But our world is real, en't it?"
"If 'tisn't real, what is it?"
"Our world is realer than real! It's the real world that en't real. Our
world is faerieland but many believe in your world!"
"What sillies!"
"I don't understand!"
"What is real?"
"How many worlds are there anyways?"
"Maybe they're so horrid they won't share their food!"
"Wait!" interrupted Pan, who was deep in thought. "Can't we just take
food? We're invisible to mortals!"
"Right!" replied Myst. "That's what we're gonna do?"
"Then why do we need the bread?"
"Just in case," explained Myst. "Now come along m'lasses. The gate to
the world we're going to is just ahead."
"Hooray! Let's hurry!"
"Wait," warned Myst. "You must remember, never go beyond this gate, or
any for that matter, without permission. We don't want'cha gettin' lost in
another world, aye?"
"Yes Myst!" the children chanted.
"Race ya!"
"'Kay!"
When they reached the gate they tip-toed through. "Would it be better to
just fly over?" asked Me.
"Nay! 'Twouldn't work. 'Tis just like flyin' into a wall 'less ya go
though the gate!"
"Are we gonna have lunch yet?" asked Ketty.
"Yep," answered Myst. "Come 'long m'dears, we're gonna eat in a restaurant!"
"Restaurant?"
"You'll see!"
Myst led the young faeries to a large building which bore a sign. Thee
exclaimed, "See! Missions here have names!"
"I dunno for sure but I don't think 'tis a mission!"
"Besides," laughed Ketty. "What kind name is McDonalds?"
As they entered Me came to a conclusion, "Oh I get it! A restaurant is a feast!"
"Well not exactly, you see......" started Myst.
"Wait a second," interrupted Thee. "If this is a feast then how come the
tables are so far 'part?"
"Ya how come?"
"Do you know Myst?"
"I bet she does!"
"Well as I was 'bout to say 'fore I was rudely interrupted," teased Myst,
glancing at Thee. "'Tisn't' a feast! They en't eatin' together!"
"What do you mean by 'not together?'"
"I don't get it!"
"Huh?"
"I don't understand, Myst!"
"You'll learn as time goes on," explained Myst. "Now come, let's get our
mid day meal."
Myst led them to a table where a small child and two elder mortals were
seated. "How horrid!" murmured Ketty. "They put murdered animals between
pieces of bread! What do they call this repulsive meal?"
"Hamburgers.." whisper Myst. "Don't think 'tis horrid. Mortals are just
stupid animals like a bear or a pig. They just think their smarter!"
"What's that?" asked Thee, pointing to some flashing pictures on a box.
"A television set," answered Myst.
"Buffy the Vampire Slayer," read Pan. "What's a slayer?"
"A killer," mumbled Myst.
"A killer!" cried Pan. "How dare they! Why, Myst, why? Why do they kill?
Why are they so bloody horrid?"
"Pan!" ordered Myst. "Calm down! 'Tis just a show!"
"I won't calm down!" wailed Pan. "I know 'tis just a show but they'd
probably kill 'em in real life too! Why?"
"Well I dunno exactly why, sweetie." explained Myst. "But the mortals
just have a hard time dealing with the fact there's someone higher up on the
food chain! Don't bother yourself 'bout it!"
Suddenly Me and Thee appeared. They confronted Pan and told her, "'Tis
okay. There en't much danger in those sillies killing anyone!"
"I thank thou," exclaimed Pan. "But where's Ketty?"
"Over here!" shouted Ketty. "But I dunno if we should stay. There en't
nothing but salty (salt is a poison!), fried potatoes and murdered cows
between buns!"
"Ya," agreed Pan. "There is nectar. Well, I dunno if 'tis nectar. Tastes
sorta like nectar but 'tis fizzy!"
"'Tis called soda," explained Myst. "You're right, Ketty, we needn't eat here."
"I 'member the good ol' days when the mortals left cake an' milk for
us," mumbled Myst. "Oh well! Maybe we can get some fruit."
"We could et our bread," suggested Thee. "But I like fruit better!"
"Yes," agreed Me. "We should of gone to a fruit feast, I mean mission, I
mean restaurant!"
"Restaurant," corrected Myst.
"Should we go to the fruit restaurant?"
"Couldn't we just go to a garden?"
"Good luck finding a garden 'round here, poppet," laughed Myst.
"I dunno 'bout this horrid shadow land...."
"I dunno little fledglings," sighed Myst. "I think we'd better go
back. I don't think this world is the one were s'possed to go to. We'd better
go back!"
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"What was the world you went to like?" asked Mae.
"'Twas horrid!"
"A shadow land!"
"No gardens!"
"McDonalds was horrid!"
"Really?" asked Silverleaf. "What world did you go to?"
"They call if, reality.."
"Myst!" yelled Laenk'nn, the faery who had taken the other four
younglings. "Is that what the card said?"
"'Course 'tis!" answered Myst. "I en't such a blunderhead as that, aye Pan?"
Pan climbed on to Myst's lap. "Something is terribly wrong," Pan
whispered. "The cards are lying."
"How do you know little pet?"
"I read the stars," Pan responded earnestly. "The stars never lie."
"What cha' mean pet?" asked Myst curiously. "Only the star readers can
read the stars!"
"Dunno zactly," stated Pan. "I just read 'em. Sorta balance 'em, I dunno......."
"Hay pet," interrupted Myst. "Better get goin'! Don't wanna miss the
faerie ring, aye?"
As Pan ran off with the other children Myst asked, "What are we to do
'bout Pan. Should we go to the queen? Or maybe the prince?"
Leank'nn grasped Myst's hand. "Come sister! We must hurry!"
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Queen Mab looked out of her winder only to see two lights flying towards
her in the distance. As the figures came closer she could make out two
figures..... They rapped at her window and she opened it up just wide enough
for them to squeeze through. As soon as they were safely inside she greeted
them warmly. "Greetings sister!" she said them. "Greetings brother! What
errand have you come to me on? I may I ask your names? What mission are ye from?"
Leank'nn stepped forward. "M'name's Leank'nn. That's Myst!"
"And your mission?" asked Queen Mab. "You do have a mission, don't you children?"
"Aye, yes!" laughed Myst. "'Tis the one up it the north. It doesn't have a name......"
"Aye, yes, I know of that one," exclaimed Queen Mab. "Dear little
children! You're teachers, en't ya?"
"Aye, that's why we're here Queen Mab. One of my students, Pan, she can,
read the stars...."
"Read the stars?!" shouted Mab, jumping off her bed.
"Blessed be m'child!
Fetch me the child at once.
Leank'nn grasped Myst's hand and off they flew.
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"Pan," whispered Leank'nn. "Wake up pet!"
"What'cha want?" yawned Pan. "Tryin' to get me self a bit of sleep... Oh!
'Tis you Leank'nn an' Myst. What do you want?"
"No time now!" panted Myst, picking Pan up, taking Leank'nn's hand, and
flying off.
Pan struggled out of her arms. "I can fly by me self," she laughed. "I
en't such a babe as that!"
"Shhhhh child," ordered Leank'nn. "Go to sleep. This is a dangerous place.
If I hear one sound out of ye I'm gonna make ye wish ye were dead, ye hear?"
Pan obediently shut mouth but not her eyes. But finally she yawned and
feel asleep.
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When Pan woke up she found herself lying on a bundle of spider's silk and
leaves. Next to her was another pile of leaves, she was alone. Suddenly the
door opened and in walked someone who looked very familiar. "Queen Mab!"
exclaimed Pan. "Why am I here?"
"Dear little Pan," sighed Queen Mab. "Greetings, greetings, greetings!
We have much work to do! Come with me! We have to hurry!"
"Huh?" asked Pan. "I don't understand."
"Come on! answered Queen Mab, putting Pan one one of the unicorns and
riding away. "We must hurry! I'll 'plain later!"
The tiny unicorns took flight, racing with the wind. Pan laughed with
joy, forgetting her confusion and joined in the excitement. After a few
minutes the unicorns lurched to a sudden stop. Queen Mab lifted Pan off the
unicorn. "Thank you dear brother," Queen Mab told the unicorns.
"You are quite welcome my sister," the unicorns responded in perfect
unison. "We wish you luck on your quest." Pan ran over to the unicorns, her
bare feet skipping lightly against the lush, green grass. She kissed each of
the unicorns and exchanged thank you and blessings. Then the unicorns fellow
off into the cold morning mist.
In front of them was a quaint little mushroom house. Queen Mab knocked on
the pretty door. In a few seconds the door open reveling a beautiful house.
There were three piles of silk and leaves to sleep on and flowers all about.
In the middle of the floor was a lovely pond with a beautiful bridge across
it. In fact it looked more like a garden then a house. In front of them stood
a three tall faeries.
The first was clothed in green with the scared, elfin star hanging around
a chain on his neck. His wings were a bright silver. He had dark, joyful eyes
which turned from a dark blue to a bluish violet. On his face was a laughing
smile and he fixed his dark eyes on Pan and Queen Mab.
The second was a pretty, young maiden with wild, long crimson hair. She
wore a beautiful, colorful gown made from the of the reddest petals of a
bright summer flower and the most shiny spider silk on could imagine. Her
wings were a pretty blue. Her wild hair hung free and was cut to her
shoulders. She smiled with sparkling eyes at Pan and Queen Mab.
The third one was the leader. He was black hair which hung down to his
chin. He wore a robe of snowy white. His wings were a darker white with little
swirls of color all over them. He looked at Pan and Queen Mab with knowing
eyes and spoke first, "Greetings Queen Mab! May we help you?"
Queen Mab's eyes sparkle and she laughed. "'Tis more what I can do for
you!" she explained. "You are the master, the guide. There is one guide, we
have no problem there. But the star readers, the healers, the children. They
will save our world. So there needs to be three. Three is the sacred number.
But there is only two, at least 'till today.."
"Has the third one come?" asked the faery in white. "At last! Show her to us!"
"Behold," Queen Mab announced, pointing to Pan. "Pan will be autumn, the
midnight, the stars and moons, the woods, the rain, the mist, the enchantment!
Her hair is brown, like a autumn leaf!"
"Mæni'kk," Queen Mab announced, pointing the the faery in red. "Is summer,
the noon, the sun,
the grass, the heat, the thunderstorms, the joy! Her hair is red, like the sun!"
"Kllens'nn," Queen Mab announced, pointing to the faery in green. "Is
spring, the dawn, the lightning, the meadows, the dewdrops, the spinkles, the
life! His hair is green, like the grass!"
"And last Akdiena'kk will be the master," Queen Mab announced, pointed to
the faery in white. "The winter, the dusk, the dark, the mountains, the
storms, the thunder, the dreaming! His hair is black like a dark, winter night!"
"Now my children," warned Queen Mab. "I know not what will happen. But
children be brave! Use your heart! Listen to the stars! Read the world around
you! Lie if you need to! But children most of all, love, love each other. Be
angry, yell, but not bitter. anger goes away, bitterness goes away. Good bye
my dears! I'll see you soon, I don't know. I just don't know."
Pan, Mæni'kk, Klles'nn, and Akdiena'kk took each other's hand as Queen Mab
flew off into the night. "We'll love," they promised each other.
"Love, love
each other. Stick together, try to save this world."
Mæni'kk took Pan's hand and together they walked towards the woods,
because that's where the stars said to go, and the stars never lie.
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