Roswyn Bluebellglow
the Ripplebell Fairy
Named for the rose-tinted light that spills across a pond at dusk and the bell-shaped bluebells that drink it, hanging their heads with the weight of glow.
Power
Ripple-read — you can touch still water and see the memory of the last person who looked into it, but your reflection always shows your own worst secret.
- Familiar
- a water boatman named Oar
- Court
- Bellwater Court
"That's not a reflection, that's a door," your grandmother said, dipping her finger into the pond where the moon lay shattered. You didn't believe her until you touched the same pond years later and your hand came out holding a lily that had never seen the sun. The bluebells on the bank glowed in answer, and you understood your name.