As soon as The Elder had awakened, she knew something was terribly wrong. She rushed out and found a huge crowd gathered around the mural in the temple.

 They saw all the orbs on the ground, and they all were dimmer than ever. "What in the name of Aerwyna happened?!" A young male fairy said, his eyes wide open with fear.

The Elder raised her staff above her head and struck it on the ground. Everyone looked at her, the room buzzing with anxious vibrations. She grabbed an orb and gently put it in a ring of air she created with her fingertip.

 A little boy walked up to her and grabbed an orb. The Elder wacked his hand away, as his mother silently scolded him. The Elder could sense that the energy in the orbs was low. This was bad. Very bad.

Soon, the news had spread all throughout the kingdom. Fairies were fluttering their wings anxiously awaiting The Elders discovery. The Elder stepped outside the temple and banged her staff on the floor three times, making the air thick with worry and confusion. She put two fingers on the side of her head, rubbing her delicate skin lightly mumbling quietly.

She continued to do this for a while until she started to flinch and twitch. Her hands became to shake, wrinkles forming rapidly as her face scrunched up. Flashes of the future appeared to her. What she saw would remain with her for the rest of her life.

She instantly dropped her hands from her face, the color draining from her face. The Elders eyes opened wide as she was gasping for air. "Bring... fairy... Maeve... future..dark..heir...throne..." she collapsed eyes fluttering shut.

Maeve and her mother were inside an old sacred tree, where The Elder laid on a beautiful soft bed, with branches weaving around the feather mattress, breathing briskly. She didn't have much time left. She needed her to know. 

The Elder's eyes turned white as she began to say, "In 3 days' time you will be banished from the fairy kingdom. You will face many great challenges; you will be the most powerful fairy the kingdom has ever seen." Maeve felt tears welling up in her eyes, has her mother gasped. Then The Elder began to say,

"Banished into the depths bellow

Our young Maeve shall learn and grow

A fire burning in her heart

From her bright path she will part

Darkness now welcomes you

Curses, hexes, and evil brews

Once you stray from the light

Darkness will put up a great fight

Years of struggle you will find to embrace

Our heir, our guardian, the last of our race..."

The Elder's eyes returned to normal, and she closed her eyes taking her last breath.

The next couple of days were a blur...

The Elder's funeral

Saying goodbye

Banishment 

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