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Are there any songs that you associate with characters for some reason?

It could be from Fablehaven, Beyonders, or Five Kingdoms

Authors Note:

I'm excited to officially post one of the first fanfictions on the wiki! I've done better ones on other websites, but a fandom one is new for me, so words of advice and criticism are appreciated. About the actual story, it starts out like a diary, however through time it starts showing dialouge and other writing skills. The main character is Ruth Sorensons Aunt, and it takes without even mentioning many of the other characters, though some do make appearances. It will start out slow, but please note it's going to speed up. I hope you enjoy!

Elizabeth Florence Burgess - January 5th, 1954

We all are thinking it, let’s be honest. I’m a Burgess. An embarrassment, truly. Unlike my family, I have no adventures. I have no extraordinary skills or enchantments that set me apart from the rest. But I do have a journal. I don’t know who in my family started keeping journals, but it was certainly an interesting idea. Reading of Patton’s adventures are always interesting, and I’ve always enjoyed writing about my own encounters.

So today, my 18th birthday, I got a journal of my own. For my experiences with the magical creatures of Fablehaven and beyond. Perhaps one day my descendants will read this and smile. I can only hope that something interesting enough to record will happen within my timeline.

My father doesn’t think it will, in fact, he was against getting me this journal in the first place. He believes that women should not be allowed to run a sanctuary such as this, and would rather keep me sheltered within the boundaries of the yard. Everything is too dangerous for a girl. I doubt he’ll be able to keep me here much longer, I won’t let him.

My mother was the one who got me it. She’s ill, and has been ill for a long time. I never knew why, but I do know that she will not be alive much longer. I hope she is, but at this point, all I can do is hope.

Perhaps I’ll write secrets in umite wax to please her taste for adventure and mystery. I doubt something extraordinary will wander into the yard one day. So this is me, making the decision to wander out.

Elizabeth Florence Burgess - January 9th, 1954

Waiting was the hardest part. My father doesn’t let his eyes off of me, and one of our assistants is almost constantly watching me. Following me onto the roof gave him a nice vacation for a couple weeks. After all, milking Viola isn’t easy with a broken arm.

So, while my father was busy helping the poor man, I snuck out. And I was glad I did. The woods were breathtaking, more so than any of my family members had described. I sat in the arms of a tree above a lovely pond with a boardwalk and numerous fairies flitting about. The boardwalk was slightly run down, however that almost increased the fairytale theme. Gazebos sat all around the boardwalk, and an old boathouse stood tall near where I was sitting.,

A fairy with red and violet hair lit up the area around it as it flew up to me and hovered just above my watch. She tossed her hair and twirled the curls in her hand. When I shifted slightly, adjusting my notebook and pencil, she flew into the forest behind me.

The forest seemed dark compared to the rest of the pond. The sun was slowly lowering, creating dazzling displays of colorful light across the pond’s surface. I slid down from my spot in the tree and set my journal on the deck of the gazebo. I walked down to the edge of the boardwalk and dipped my feet in the water. At first it sent a chill up my spine, but after a moment of adjusting, it felt great. The water was warmer than the January air. I splashed a little with my feet, before hearing a gurgling sound beneath the water.

I called to see if anyone was there, my voice echoed around the pond.

I felt something wet and slimy brush my foot. Then something touched it again. I tried to pull my foot out of the water, but it was stuck on something.

I yelled louder, and felt my grip on the boardwalk slip as I plunged beneath the water.

At first I didn’t know what was going on. My up was down and my right was left. I spun, sinking deeper into the water, disoriented as can be. I opened my eyes and three dark shadows loomed above me, heads outlined by the glow of the setting sun.

I began to struggle, holding my breath as well as I could, but webbed hands were preventing me from doing anything useful.

I started to panic, and I was running out of air. I let my body go limp and let my eyes stare off into the distance. After a couple of seconds, the naiads let go. They gurgled to each other in whatever language they communicated with.

I only had air for moments left, so I decided to use it in one last effort.

I sprung up from the pond floor and swam quickly to the surface of the pond. The naiads looked up, one of them lunging for my ankles. I felt her slimy grip on my heel, pulling me downward.

I cried out and reached my hands towards the surface of the pond. And then, my vision started to compact into a single light. Then it all went dark and I lost the ability to move. I spiraled into unconsciousness, out of oxygen as I drifted towards the bottom of the pond. The last thing I felt was a strong grip on my forearm and wet hands letting go of my legs.

Preparing for the Winter Solstice is an important tradition throughout the Fablehaven and Dragonwatch books. It's important to prepare. But what way do you think could be included? It can be completely made up, but pretend you need a way to defend yourself from the creatures roaming the grounds. What enchantments would you like to see made possible in the series? Let your imagination run wild!

For me, I'd love to see a sort of wind chime that's music would steer any harmful creatures clear of the house. I think it'd make an interesting concept.

I was bored, so I did a few 5-Second-Drawings

(They aren't really 5 seconds- that's just what I call the ones I don't spend much time or detail on. Also I only signed one of the drawings for some reason but yeah)

Anyway Here: