Hopeful as always, he waited at the edge of the shadow. A delicate flutter in the cool morning air and the garden was alive once again. Pale as swan's down, she stood hip deep in dandelion silk. His greatest fear was that she might reject his suit. She was one of the Fae Royal, and his house, though equal to her's, was nary as old. Also, it was said, she was timid and easily frightened. Thus was born the plan. He would find a way to enjoy her company, befriend her and then, when the time was right, he would take his normal form.

Though Fenella had always disliked her name, it suited her. Her aunt said it meant white shoulders. Well, perhaps, but she disliked it nonetheless. She wished for a name befitting her mood. If not for her station among the clan, she would wish to explore the world. Climb tall mountains and drift down mysterious rivers. She knew what the others said of her family. They didn’t know the true Fenella.

Deliberately brushing against the down, causing it to catch on the breeze, she glided through the drifting, delicate cloud and laughed at the sun. A sudden darting shape detached itself from the trees. Fenella delighted at the beautiful little creature. The tiny bird boldly landed upon her wrist. Bright eyes captured hers and needle sharp talons grasped tightly. She laughed and launched it away from her with a wave of her arm. As she danced among the early summer blossoms, the playful thing soared high above and swooped low in the arms of the wind. From where did it come? Fenella had often felt eyes peering from the shadows, though she had supposed they belonged to the grand young deer that had recently joined her mornings in the garden, or perhaps they belonged to her intended.. He must be as curious about her as she was about him.

The spinners and weavers of gossip whispered he was worthy, though reputed to be a bit wild. She would have to watch that one. His mother had tried, poor thing, but the father...well...suffice to say the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree.

Each morning with the beautiful buck at her side, before her duties called her away, she enjoyed the daring and wild company of the strange creature. It often cocked a side glance her way, as if to encourage her to equal daring feats of flight. She found it charming, yet...there was something else sparkling in those bright eyes.

One crisp late summer morning, the garden was unusually quiet. Perryn, forgoing his disguise this day, wandered through the fading flowers. He had hoped to meet Fenella as himself and present his suit. Oddly, that other creature and unwelcome competition for Fenella’s attention was also absent. The day seemed less bright somehow. Just as the last shadow joined its neighbor and the darkness was almost complete, he left the empty garden.

Had he remained a moment longer he would have heard a distant call and answering laugh as there, in the final moments of day, his intended and a wild falcon, their wings beating as matched hearts, disappeared into the stars.

The Costume - is a delicate blend of ivory textures. The skirt is constructed of eight under petals of semi sheer glistenette. Each petal has been singed and tipped with iridescent glitter. The two side petals are smaller versions. A matching applique in the front and matching net and applique sleeve petals have been hand appliqued with lace and accented with hand crafted silk roses, bows and tiny glass "pearls". Her draw-string chemise is ivory silk chiffon. The lined corset is a silk satin charmeuse, laced in front and back with ivory and gold cords and beaded with ivory glass pearls and artist created pearl drops.

The Accessories - her feather fan with ornate, beaded handle hangs from the front of her skirt. Her necklace is a tiny golden chain and pearl drops. The earrings are tiny glass "pearls" and pearl drops. Silk roses and glass beads are threaded through her hair. Her brow band is accented with round, glass "pearls" and round golden glass beads. Delicate ivory feathers are tucked throughout her hair, and float gently on her skirt, sleeves and arm ties. Ivory lace panties and ivory and gold cord sandals complete the costume. Her double crystal wings are veined in gold, accented with iridescent glitter, singed, tattered and are permanently attached to her back. They are wired and may be positioned as desired.

The White Falcon - The little falcon was hand sculpted in polymer clay, painted and feathered to resemble a white Peregrine falcon. It is perched on an ivory leather band which ties around the wrist for a secure display.

Fenella's costume was completely hand sewn from original, artist designed patterns and is not removable.

Barbie as Fenella has been completely re-painted. She now has blue eyes with soft sable shadows and dark brows. Her delicately shadowed lips are natural shades of peach. Paint has been sealed. She has a new wig, natural manicure and applied silk lashes.

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