TITLE: Emergence of the Fey
Marian knelt by the small stream, watching the puddle jumpers. The blue sparks danced just out of reach as she dipped her hand in. The only sounds were the trickle of the stream and a pair of birds singing courtship.
She stood and wiped her hands on her long tunic. Why were the trees so silent today? The crying in Oak Tears was something that belonged only to her. Since a young age, Marian had heard what no one else could. Now the familiar ache's absence left her feeling strangely alone.
"Marian... Marian." Her sister came into view, cheeks flushed and dark hair loose from its braid.
"Terra, what's wrong?"
Terra stopped to catch her breath. "Mother... needs help... Glenna... baker's wife... having baby."
Marian gasped. "Has it been ten moons already?"
Terra shook her head. "Only eight and a half. Mother is over there now. She needs an ointment made and fresh water."
Marian didn't need to hear more. "You get a bucket from the well. I'll make the ointment and meet you at Glenna's."
Marian knocked on the door as she entered the room. Her mother looked up from her tea preparation at the hearth, sighed in relief, and motioned her daughter over. A ribbon held her dark brown hair out of the way. She handed Marian a ribbon to do the same.
Glenna squatted at the end of a worn bed. Her husband sat directly behind her, ready to brace her during her struggles.