Once Upon a Dream

Green Fire

Pixie Hollow

She lost everything. I didn't have anything to say other than that. Mal was in tears and not wanting any comfort. If she had doubts before, now her internal questionings had tripled in dimension. A grandmother. She didn't just get a granny, she got a past and doubts to deal with. She pressed the letter over her heart as if she wanted the paper to pass through her body. Never in her life had she felt this way. She didn't know how to think of her mother now, pity or anger? Anger at such an empty and selfish person or pity for being like that?

Mal got up and went to the Queen's office. She wanted to talk to her. Might have questions about herself and her world, but beyond these feelings, there was something, indeed someone, that wouldn't go out of her mind. Nanny. Her grandmother, someone she had just met through the words of an old letter.

"Mal?" Clarion was startled when he turned and saw the little girl inside her office. His shock was also mainly due to the state the girl was now in. "Is everything okay?"

"Nanny." She tried to say in the midst of crying. It seemed as if the tears that had been stored all her life were being shed now. "I need to know about her."

"Sure." Clarion had always known how to behave in the worst situations of her life. Any of the Pixie Hollow fairies could confirm this, however, not even Tinker Bell in all her adventures left the queen as she was now. "Sit down here." She led the girl to the table and handed her a glass of tea. "You read the letter, I see. What do you want to know?"

"Anything you can tell me about her."

"Okay." She took a deep breath and for the first time her feet hit the ground. "Nanny was a great fairy, very powerful and..."

"I want to know about her, what she was like."

Mal emphasized. Didn't care about the powers and magic involved.

"All right, that was her favorite drink." She showed the tea. "Lirio's milk. Nanny was extraordinary, not only for the magic, but for the caring way she treated all the fairies. The love she showed to everyone, she was responsible and knew how to take care of the fairies at school, while dealing with the human world. She was caring and wise." Her voice was choked and it seemed certain that she would cry at any moment. "She had the best advice and hugs in the world."

"And my mother? Did you ever meet her?"

"No, I lived far away in Fairyland and then destruction...there's not much to talk about."

"Was it very bad? How terrible was what she did in Fairyland?"

She never felt ashamed of Maleficent's deeds, always kept her distance from everything she did, but now she felt ashamed of her mother's crimes.

"Yes, I've never seen anything like that."

"I'm sorry."

That was the most she could offer, even if the feeling inside her at this moment was as if she herself had burned down the school.

"It wasn't your fault." Squeezed the teenager's cold hands and smiled. "About your grandmother, know that she loved you very much."

"How could she love me if she didn't even know me?"

Love was a feeling I was still understanding and knowing about her grandmother confused much of what I thought I knew.

"Yes, she did, Mal, Nanny spent the last few days watching you."

"How? How long has it been since she died?"

"276 moons ago." Mal's lost face reminded her that the girl was not completely fairy. "This is the human calendar is more or less twenty-three years and if you really want to understand this part, Rashid will explain it better. He knows a lot more about magic than I do, but don't tell me, that cat already thinks he's too much." The two laughed in agreement. "Mal, you are very special."