The Dowager (Prime) Araswati lived directly under the Butterflairy Tree, within its roots. There was a cave like hollow that canopied over with the vines that formed the entrance and archway. The double door was solid oak that had developed a long time ago. It was warded which meant you could only find it with permission and consent and by invitation only. Ellarya, her 2nd , was there daily at the bequest of Admiral Stefano Beaumont. He was Ary’s partner in Crime so to speak; her “said” Lord- bonded or bondage, whichever you prefer, and the Celestial 7.

Ellarya was just an ordinary girl ,working in her parents GHS (Gourmet Herebral Shop) when Araswati Prime walked in , fluttered in as she was then. Elle was in awe the Butterflairy Prime she was talent and grace herself. Elle served her kindly and was happy to expand on her growing knowledge of Herebral Alchemy, the stores speciality- healing substances carefully conjured and mixed to apply, consume by inhalation , consumption or application. Elle groomed and fluttered around Ary Prime. Ellarya had no idea this was no chance meeting. It had been decided it was time for Ellarya to step into being Prime Ary’s 2nd.

After a series of visits, Ary Prime, as Ellarya now called her, showed her one of her lovely creations it was a Butterflairy in a Honey Dew Crystal Bubble. Ellarya was beyond speechless. She knew that particular brand of work. She had been studying and following the artist for years. She had always wanted to meet “her Arteest” as Ellarya referred to her , herself. She had no idea who the Arteest was. Elle took the Art Creation in her appendageal hands and said ,as tears fell, “its YOU”! You are “THE” Arteest! How can that be, she said out loud. Ary ‘s face dropped. No one ever recognized her. She had not ever come across the likes of Ellarya before . ( Alas, she had, they had past lives together. Rivals, Friends, Araswati- “hated “Elle- it was pure and simple JEALOUSY “.) Ary flittered and fluttered about being inconspicuous , showing her Arteestry . She was so very talented. No one ever recognized her Arteestic work or her. Elle knew it within ” less than a nanosecond” . She knew it. She felt him. He was hovering. He heard and saw everything. He was watching her and Ellarya heard his hearty laugh and there and then , they sealed their fate, a “friendship” of sorts , that would last through time , space and the harshest of penalties. Elle would be submitted to tortuous obstacles for Stefano. She didn’t ever want to let him down. The more she gave , the more the demands came from all sides. She took it all for him. This was her “friend” . She would be damned before, she let ” him ” down. (Of course , there was more to it than that, but very simply, that didn’t matter , any of it. Elle did it all for the Lord Admiral, her best friend .)

Ary Prime knew that there maybe trouble; Admiral Stefano may not be pleased this had occurred. Truth is ,it was Araswati that was petrified. Stefano was thrilled and happy , she recognized “him” , he was very , very pleased, in deed. He had gone down this road with Elle before, she did NOT remember. He did! He was NOT going to let go this time! Neither was Elle. Never a straight road, Stefano was determined. Elle wouldn’t let him down, built into her somewhere from the past, the flicker of remembrance, began to grow.

As time went on, Elle was invited to do a home visit for Ary Prime. She was after all the ” cherished child”! Ellarya reached the entrance via the tree root steps just beside the trunk of the Butterflairy Tree. It was hidden by a knot which you stepped on to open the entrance which stepped down beneath the main trunk of the tree.

She passed through the solid oak double doors. What greeted her was the most special place and surrounding. You had to possess the gift ,have sight and believe to see it all. “You Must ,You Must, YOU Must Believe” Dhanya heard her mother’s whisper in her ear. Because Elle believed she didn’t ever realize that not everyone could see and hear what she did for quite some time. When the realization did hit her; she started to comprehend how very different she was from all her friends and why things that happened to her, she felt so deeply. Why she loved the way she loved and who she loved, often , it was already set in space dust, written by the Celestial 7. Elle was just stepping into the path that was laid out before her. The hope was she would continue on the path that ” they” the Celestial 7 had planned ( plotted ) out for her ( with her mother , of course, and her mother’s mothers simply known as ” Mahaghi”)

The room smelt of spring- summer flowers and sunshine. The floor was soft grass with moss, delicate on the feet and inviting. The room had a stone hearth with a pot over a low flame. The pot was a cooking pot and hung from the iron bar that crossed the span of the hearth. It bubbled a warming brew. Ary Prime had her Rocking chair and her crafting array of paraphernalia, a table, her tools, her paints , her special pens, or printer pad selection in a wonky branch bookshelf ends that came out of the wall behind her. Her crafting table slid in and out of the wall beside the hearth so not to get in the way. The room was always dimly lite. Elle could see the spirits this way. This is how she saw Tristan ,whenever ,he fluttered about. No one realized that Elle could see and hear the spirits quite as well as she did. Tristan of course, he knew, one other, not Ary. When Ary realized, she changed the lighting, thinking it would block Elle’s vision and ability to see and connect with the Spirits present. They fluoresced and vibrations, she not only saw them, she felt them as well. All the bonds grew stronger with each sighting and sound beats that were sent to her.

The room was round, like the tree trunk it was beneath and extended from it. The centre had an oval hessian carpet which was woven. It was cobalt blue and shone and sparked and had the scent of The South Sea. In front of the hearth ,warming herself was Tuffles, Ary Prime’s cat. Tuffles was a special cat she carried spirits and was a guardian cat. Tuffles was a Leopat- part lion, part leopard. Tuffles had a Mane like Jacob’s coat of many colours and some spots that shown green , black and gold. her Eyes were Emerald Green with gold specs. Black, Green and Gold ,these colours bequeathed to Leopats were granted by Admiral Beaumont. The Lord Admiral’s colours were gold , black, and emerald green. Stefano had the only litter- given to him by the Celestial 7 for him to give out to whom he felt was of need. Tuffles had Anamule Flairy Magicika. Leopats had special gifts and powers and properties., to be elaborated , in the near future. Tuffles never went to anyone but Ary Prime. She would hiss and spit and spout off to a corner until she had her Lady Prime back to herself . Only to return to the her position by the hearth after the audience with whom ever it was ended. . This was always the way, until Ellarya showed up. Tuffles went right up to Ellarya and wrapped herself around her leg and allowed her to scratch her neck, rub her tummy and say ” hello”.
Ary Prime said well Mademoiselle you have met my Tuffles approval , she never allows anyone near me. You will do. Please go and wash up before we have some tea. The ” powder room is that way”. She pointed to the other side of the room with some root stairs , going up.

Ellarya mounted the root steps in the wall to the upper loft region of the Dwelling. The powder room was spectacular. The wall was of vines and flowers and the entrance was a parting through a series of vines that hung closely knit together to allow privacy. The wall sparkled with Flairy HoneyDew Drops , on a background wall of lilac and pink daisies . The honeydew droplets sparkled and lite the room. A small flow like a waterfall from rain water trickled over a round circular pedestal which had ancient markings and a central drain. Water collected there an almost circular bowl. It was oval shaped and was made of pure Mother of Pearl ,Opal. Opposite the Oval Celestial Sink was The Silver Reflection Crystal where the HoneyDew Flairy Drops had crystallized into a clear silver reflective surface. Ellarya looked up and saw Tristan in the upper left corner looking at her again. He winked at her and “snap ” of his wings and a blink of Elle’s eyes was gone. Why was he there ? AGAIN! JUST STARING AT HER and that Smile of His… well , Elle thought she was going to faint! She was much older now and He looked the same as all those years ago. Off he fluttered, of course he did a loop de loop before he left -to send out his particular unique brand of Grand Vibes. Ellarya thought – “show off”!

There was a small table of white and pink flowers with a matching stool of white cane that gave off a scent of hibiscus flowers – that was calming and relaxing.

Ellarya washed her appendegeal hands and went back downstairs for ” tea”.

Ary Prime had pulled up a lovely soft chair for Ellarya, patted it beside her pulled out her crafting table. and whispered” tea”! There it was, a hot fresh pot of rose hip tea, Elle’s Favourite .,Rouge being her favourite flavour. A lucky guess- NOT, of course Dhanya had told the Admiral’s mother, Savi her best friend who told her son, who told Ary. Savi and Dhanya were cousins, of course they were family.

All this trouble for one wee Butterflairy. Well Ellarya was the ” the cherished child” and one day too soon actually she was going to learn all about that and why! The chair that Elle sat on was a “Teaching”Chaise. The Chaise was a plush gold velvet , with a mahogany surround an old – fashioned almost figure of 8 backing, that Ellarya just sank into. As Ellarya sat and simply had tea, she was being taught- recipes, spells, songs, artistry, enchantments and chants all being passed to Elle ,as she sat and drank Tea with Ary. The transfer and gift of knowledge was Celestial 7 entranced and was her birth right. Ellarya had no idea of any of this.,This was key. Ellarya’s innocence was part of her charm and necessary for the transfer to take place. Elle was innocent by that meaning of Pure LOVE without hate or malice , a necessity to make the transfer take place. Elle was allowed to love and be loved if that was her choosing. Stefano was clear on this point in particular. She had freedom that way. The innocent love was to be one with the Universe at peace and balance, and only feel those good vibes that the Celestial 7 sent out when they created the Generate. Elle was gathering all of this ; precisely and slow at incremental gradients. If it happened to fast, Ellarya could dissipate. IF the transfer was too slow she would not learn enough to be effective in her role. .Ellarya sat and drank had a lovely visit , spoke of her hope to be a Consultant Specialist in Herebral Alchemy . She contemplated, what was needed to become one. The process of her becoming a consultant specialist in HA. the top of her field had begun with the sips of Rouge Rose Hip Tea in a plush golden velvet chair that had been supplied by the Celestial 7 through Dhanya.

Ellarya looked around and on the back wall of the room there was another hearth like structure. It was an altar. It held Ary’s Silver Reflection Mirror, her Herebral Alchemy blending stock pot and pestle , the necessary Angel’s feather and her Crystal Seeing Reflection Opal Oval Stone. There was a perch upon which a Raven sat, the seeing eye Raven simply called JANKUS. In front of the hearth, a wiccan altar ,known as “Altura” ( mostly everything had a name)A Celestial Bowl of water was there too. This special bowl could spin the waves , of the water within gently and as they turned the waves transformed to waves of time , were water light waves .The waves blended from the origins of the Celestial 7 themselves ,one could see the past, the present and the future. The water drops ran down a connecting vine from the Honeydew Powder Room above. The HoneyDew Drops came down as space particles that dropped down from the Butterflairy Tree above. The particles were the Pollen from the Butterflairy Tree Flowers above.

Hanging from the vines in the root ceiling was a series of daggers- these were the chanting daggers of the Amythyst Mountains. They were made of the hard purple hued Amythyst metal – unique to the mountains and only found there. They were held by the Prime and offered protection when called upon. When called they would swiftly form a battle axe , a small hand knife and a shield to the Prime and for anyone protecting her and in her service. They could multiply as needed to provide weaponry for the the Prime’s forces as needed. They chanted in Unison to keep together and to keep order. Only certain Butterflaries could hear, feel and interpret the chants. The chants helped to empower the Colours of the Rainbow and maintain the Balance of the Universe. They possessed the musical sounds of white light and positive energy. Taylor had that same ability. The gift of Musical Sound to hear the chant was granted at birth or being – given by the Celestial 7 only. Elle was a “cherished child” Created by the Celestial 7. She could hear always hear the chant, the call. She didn’t know what it was . She did learn. One day that chant called her, warned her and saved her life.

The entrance, the double oak doors, the warming hearth, the Altar hearth, the HoneyDew Powder Room , there was one more curve, rather wall that went quite far back, behind Ary’s Rocking chair . just past the Rickety branch shelves with Ary’s Artistry Crafting tools- it was the Dragon’s Sacred Alcove and within there lay- Shivrya and Mymsha. Mymsha had been birthed for Ellarya, to be her companion , playmate and guard her. Ellarya was also a DrakonRyder by birth. In dreamscape , as a child, she went on many a dragon ryde. She got collected and dropped off She would awake having flown and sored the skies.

Beneath the Butterflairy Tree was Prime Araswati Beaumont’s Dwelling known as Simply The Honeydew Root Cave (THRC). Through it ran a small stream starting from the powder room which was from Rain Dew and mist. It then passed under the main room and helped to form the flutter lanes. The strands of energy that passed all around the Magical Anamule Flairy world that helped the energy to flow and keep things in balance. The flutter streams ran and out and around the worlds , into the heavens and passed back to the Celestial 7, the circle of energy from the Source continued and connected all the different realms of the magical worlds that were part of the AnamuleFairyWorld of magic , light ,faith, trust and BELIEF. You Must . YOU MUST – YOU MUST BELIEVE TO SEE , hear and Feel.

Prime Araswati Kurgha , as she was , came into this world ,was not born or birthed. She was created by the Celestial 7. When time began the Celestial 7 decided to breathe out and spread throughout the universe, the Collection with its Feel and its Generate. The Generate was the space dust that came from the Celestial 7 that went out into the Universe and spread. Ary was one of those particles and she had each of the 7 as part of her and she landed in a field of Lavender and there she was seeded and planted. The cave developed as Ary remained in her cocoon pod and the Butterflairy Tree grew and developed.

Ary was pure “Magicika”. She was light and she helped to keep the balance for light, white light made up of all the colours of the Rainbow. Her Butterflairy wings, were like multiple layers that could each reach out and heal or hold like an arm. Her wings held all the Rainbow colours and they shimmered of silver and gold for in her Flairy Fairy humanoid part of body between her Butterflairy Wings, her Blood had threads of silver in her veins and gold in her arteries. She had a double heart – one silver , the other gold- the chambers conjoined. Ary Prime was all her emotions and she was powerful. She could blow and the wind would start up like a hurricane. She would be sad and there could be a flood. The world around her responded to her emotions and Ary had to control them or the balance within her and her surround would be lost. Ary ‘s emotions helped the balance of the weather. Ary had long straight black hair that glowed dark blue a real ” Elvira” look , pasty white facial features. The most beautiful smile- trusting and kind. Everyone loved her and thought her to be the most beautiful of all the Primes. Ellarya was “happy” and trusting every time she crossed into the THRC. She was able to enter because she had consent from Ary , the Celestial 7 and one other. Elle had her own instincts and protection and she had that sheer blind love and faith that would always sustain her and her world around her.

Prime Araswati had a TEMPER, like lemon bitter, completely sour and prickly. Save that for another day. Araswati’s best attributes were Friendship, Reliability, being an Ally, Understanding and quite Demure and when you put that all together that was the essence of Ary and guided all her actions, deeds and thoughts, including her teachings to Elle, the selected ” cherished child”. Ellarya had that blind faith which was instilled in her and she just loved Ary. Ellarya and Ary grew into more than good friends, they were like sisters. Ary had deliberately drawn Ellarya into her life, to keep her “prisoner”. She was a “twisted persona ” Sad but true. Elle did “love” Ary as you could try and “love “someone , an older, not necessarily, wiser sister, but one that simply really didn’t ” like you very much and pretended to do so. It was that old saying: keep your ” friends close and your enemies closer “. She was so much older than Elle in body , mind and spirit. Araswati had a ” frumpy” attitude to life and loved to snack. She was a “Snackie”! Elle hoped that the feelings she genuinely had for Ary were reciprocated . Elle had a best friend which she kept close to her own double heart, only the other knew. Elle had a piece of his heart., and visa versa. He was there when she came into our AnamuleFairyWorld, as was Tristan and one other G.O.N : Giovanni Octavio Niccodemus Scpn.

The ” Unknown” sat and waited. Dhanya and Mahaghi , well, they knew of course, as did all the ” Ancients” that belonged to our Ellarya.