Tucked into the quiet Faerie shadows was a room lit by candles and hurricane lamps. It was a bedroom of sorts in that it had beds and shelves and dressers that lined walls papered with the paraphernalia gathered by the young as they grew. Posters and pictures, drawings and portraits layered the walls with a youthful life of ever changing tastes. A token of every new thing discovered ended up on the walls.
The room was neatly halved across ceiling to wall to along the floor by alternate strips of rainbow bright and white skull duck tape. The line demarcated one side dominated by pink and sparkles and love and the other to the court of King Arthur with all its armor and swords and heraldry. There was a table in the middle, also split by the sticky border at which, one on each side, the denizens of room sat.
A moon silver boy tap-tapped a press into a strip of wet leather. A starry night girl tap-tapped on the smooth flat keys of a spell-box powered laptop garnished with pink zebra stripe tape. They were a matched set. Twins by their profiles and the wings they wore. Hers of jet black crow feathers. His pristine white dipped in ink. Both had crossed the threshold of their youth and were racing toward adulthood.
"He looks different without his costume, Brian. He's so pretty and real. And Xanthus, it was like riding Titan only floatier." She looked up from the laptop to stare at her brother with wide dreamy eyes. She remembered the warmth of Benjamin Piers' hand. The hand he held remained unwashed. "Then Lirenel had to ruin it."
Brian glanced up from his work with a frown. "You mean you did, BJ. Why'd you have to bring out the case" That was stupid."
"Don't call me BJ!" She scolded and pouted. "I am Beautiful Joy. Not BJ." She made the nickname sound lame. The room took on a chill as cold as the glare she gave her twin.
"Stop it, Beautiful Joy," her brother rolled his eyes and returned to the leather work. The piece would become a strap for the costume that would make his cosplay of Sterling Astrophel, star of their favorite show Midnight Garden of Rhydin, truly great. "I have to get this done or we won't be ready for Bordercon.**
"My brain stopped working. He held my hand, Brian. Let me ride Xanthus. He is beautiful," she babbled and sighed with regret. She let Brian work out if she meant Star the Gypsy Vanner or Benjamin Piers the star who played the character Sterling Astrophel. "I wanted to do what daddy would do. He would smoke. Why can't I."
"Because you stole the case. You know it's special."
"So what? It doesn't belong to mom," she pouted. "I will see him again." She tacked the statement on, formal as a binding spell.
Brian lined up the press just right so the scroll work would flow into the previous pressing. He gave it a hard tap with the hammer. The cosplay was all Brian cared about. He wanted to be Sterling Astrophel, not meet him. "Not if he sees you first. Will you be ready with your costume?"
Joy as she was often called — not BJ. Never BJ — stuck her tongue out. "I need more sequins. I will get some tonight. I have to finish this first."
She meant her fan fiction that depicted the same Sterling Astrophel being changed to sweetness and light by the love of the most beautiful of beautiful fairy princesses.
— **Bordercon flyer pinned to the the wall of Brian and Joy's room depicts: Bordertown Comics and Collectibles presents BORDERCON, a compendium and celebration of all things comic, manga and media.
Below is a list of choice panels that include cast members and writers for the television series 'Midnight Garden of Rhydin,' and registration information for a costume contest with the form cut out.
(Information on the television show Midnight Garden of Rhydin can be found here. Thanks to the player of Benjamin Piers for letting use his fictional show. :) )
The room was neatly halved across ceiling to wall to along the floor by alternate strips of rainbow bright and white skull duck tape. The line demarcated one side dominated by pink and sparkles and love and the other to the court of King Arthur with all its armor and swords and heraldry. There was a table in the middle, also split by the sticky border at which, one on each side, the denizens of room sat.
A moon silver boy tap-tapped a press into a strip of wet leather. A starry night girl tap-tapped on the smooth flat keys of a spell-box powered laptop garnished with pink zebra stripe tape. They were a matched set. Twins by their profiles and the wings they wore. Hers of jet black crow feathers. His pristine white dipped in ink. Both had crossed the threshold of their youth and were racing toward adulthood.
"He looks different without his costume, Brian. He's so pretty and real. And Xanthus, it was like riding Titan only floatier." She looked up from the laptop to stare at her brother with wide dreamy eyes. She remembered the warmth of Benjamin Piers' hand. The hand he held remained unwashed. "Then Lirenel had to ruin it."
Brian glanced up from his work with a frown. "You mean you did, BJ. Why'd you have to bring out the case" That was stupid."
"Don't call me BJ!" She scolded and pouted. "I am Beautiful Joy. Not BJ." She made the nickname sound lame. The room took on a chill as cold as the glare she gave her twin.
"Stop it, Beautiful Joy," her brother rolled his eyes and returned to the leather work. The piece would become a strap for the costume that would make his cosplay of Sterling Astrophel, star of their favorite show Midnight Garden of Rhydin, truly great. "I have to get this done or we won't be ready for Bordercon.**
"My brain stopped working. He held my hand, Brian. Let me ride Xanthus. He is beautiful," she babbled and sighed with regret. She let Brian work out if she meant Star the Gypsy Vanner or Benjamin Piers the star who played the character Sterling Astrophel. "I wanted to do what daddy would do. He would smoke. Why can't I."
"Because you stole the case. You know it's special."
"So what? It doesn't belong to mom," she pouted. "I will see him again." She tacked the statement on, formal as a binding spell.
Brian lined up the press just right so the scroll work would flow into the previous pressing. He gave it a hard tap with the hammer. The cosplay was all Brian cared about. He wanted to be Sterling Astrophel, not meet him. "Not if he sees you first. Will you be ready with your costume?"
Joy as she was often called — not BJ. Never BJ — stuck her tongue out. "I need more sequins. I will get some tonight. I have to finish this first."
She meant her fan fiction that depicted the same Sterling Astrophel being changed to sweetness and light by the love of the most beautiful of beautiful fairy princesses.
— **Bordercon flyer pinned to the the wall of Brian and Joy's room depicts: Bordertown Comics and Collectibles presents BORDERCON, a compendium and celebration of all things comic, manga and media.
Below is a list of choice panels that include cast members and writers for the television series 'Midnight Garden of Rhydin,' and registration information for a costume contest with the form cut out.
(Information on the television show Midnight Garden of Rhydin can be found here. Thanks to the player of Benjamin Piers for letting use his fictional show. :) )