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“Oh, little pixie, please don’t be sad. I’ll do everything I can to keep you comfortable,” I said, hoping she understood my words. I had no idea how to effectively communicate with her. “I wish I knew your name.”
Her head hung low as faint tinkling bells surrounded her.
“My heart breaks for you. I was caged once, too.” I knew exactly how she felt. Too many times in my life, I’d been held against my will. And here I was, ensuring this poor creature had the same fate.
She stood up, gripping the bars, staring at me with disbelief. Tinkling bells filled the air once again.
“I don’t understand.” I shook my head.
She sighed and sat back on the floor, clearly frustrated with my lack of comprehension.
“I’m sorry. I’m not from this realm.”
She looked at me curiously. Then promptly threw herself back on the floor dramatically in a poof of glittering dust.
There had to be a better way. “I have an idea. If you’re willing to try.”
She sighed in apparent frustration.
“If you’ll let me touch you.”
She turned her head to look at me. Her interest clearly piqued.
“I can—see things.” She was going to think I was mad. But maybe I truly was mad. I was the one carrying on a conversation with a pixie, who James had likened to a lowly firefly. “If I can touch your hand, I might be able to learn some things about you. It’s worth a try.”
She smiled and offered her tiny hand to me without getting up. Reaching in through the bars, I placed a finger in her tiny palm. Grief washed over me.
A field of bones.
A tiny, winged skeleton.
Chaos.
James’ lifeless body.
A glistening pool of aubergine.
I yanked my hand from the cage, shaking off the unsettling image of James. Something horrific was in the cards for him. I paused to take it all in and gather my thoughts. Reminding myself that my visions were often cryptic and didn’t necessarily show mirrored reflections of the future. Later tonight, I’ll sketch what I’d seen. If James was being honest and Neverland was going to steal my memories, I wanted documentation to refer back to. I took a settling breath and focused on the little pixie.
Tinkling bells quickly morphed into familiar words. “My name is Meadow.”
My eyes widened as I realized I could understand her clearly. Connecting to her through a vision must have opened up the channels in my mind. “Your name is Meadow? I’m Katherine.”
“Oh, now you can understand me?” she asked flippantly.
“Yes!” I giggled. “I didn’t know that was going to happen.”
She gave a condescending chuckle. “Thank the Divine it did. I’m no good at charades.” She stood up, smoothing out her leafy green dress. “Yes, my name is Meadow.”
“Pleasure to meet you, Meadow. Are you okay? I felt abundant sadness when I touched you.”
“Well, I was better before he trapped me in this cage.”
“His name is James. I tried to reason with him. I never wanted to?—”
“I know it wasn’t you. I saw it all over your face the night he captured me.”
“I know there is more to your story. I saw…” I wasn’t sure how to say it. I was pretty certain she had lost someone important to her.
