A sprinkling of shining dust,
A healthy smattering of belief
All it takes to rise into the air,
To soar above the clouds.
Simple belief in the impossible
Children see reality as it ought to be
Everything real, possible too.
Imagination and faith combine
To making anything--everything possible.

Elinor arrived at the farmhouse first. She jumped into her mother’s arms, chattering excitedly,

*Prologue*
~Battle Cry~
Fuhlay whipped his sword out from its sheath that hung on his right leg, and the long silver blade caught the midday sun and it seemed to glitter.

"Melissa," Mom said in her serious voice, looking distraught. "I don't feel comfortable with this.....I'm not leaving you here. Richard, what do you think?"

"I think....I think that she should try. Mel is growing up, Debs. She needs some freedom," Dad said unsurely.

Mel beamed at her Dad and Gran put her arm around Mel's shoulders.

"Richard! We can't just leave Mel, a thirteen year old girl, here without us in a foreign country!" Mom gasped, whirling on her husband and speaking with quite the edge.

Chapter Nine

*Hey, would anybody PLEASE comment on the first chappie? Thanks! This name is Noelani-pronounced NO-lah-nee.*

Noelani

*Hey guys, I hope you like this story I'm working on! I am switching points of view with each chapter. This is Aila (IGH-luh), a seventeen year old girl, who loves her villiage dearly and only wants the best for it. The next chapter will be about another person.*

Aila

After taking her time dressing, Mel and her parents went back to Gran's house.
Mel was and wasn't looking forward to this visit. What if...What if she was right? Mel thought this over again and again in the car. She did wonder what they looked like, what they were like. What if they exsisted after all? Oh, that would be amazing!
Mel shook herself mentally. Stop it, Mel. Gran just needs a....uhmmm....Wake up call! Yeah. That's it, a wake up call, she told herself.

Chapter Seven

Mel plopped down on her hotel bed that night, questions running through her confused mind.
Why would Gran make up ridiculous lies like that? But what if she wasn't lying? What if the did see, or at least think she saw, the water horses? Mel grabbed her black hair and pulled on it. I really need to shut up and go to bed, she thought.
She tossed the blanket over her and closed her eyes, trying to sleep.