Читать книгу Delphie and the Fairy Godmother - Darcey Bussell - Страница 9
ОглавлениеA rainbow of swirling colours surrounded Delphie and swept her away. Round and round she spun, up in the air until she was set down on to firm ground and the colours faded.
As Delphie looked around her she saw she was standing in front of a massive thicket of trees and thorny brambles. There were no houses or people. How strange. The shoes usually brought her to Enchantia when there was a problem to solve but she couldn’t see how she was needed this time.
“Hello!” she called.
No one answered so she began to walk into the trees. The thorns caught at her clothes and she tripped over tree roots on the ground. It was strangely quiet in the forest. No birds were singing and there were no animals to be seen.
Delphie pushed on until she reached a wall of brambles so thick that there was no way through. She sank down on to a tree stump in frustration. What was she going to do now?
Then, suddenly, there was a tinkling noise behind her. Delphie looked round and saw a beautiful ballerina appear in a shimmering haze. Dressed in a lilac tutu with a sparkling bodice, her brown hair was caught up in a diamond tiara. The ballerina’s arms were held high above her head and she was carrying a wand in her right hand. The wings on her back were almost see-through and glinted with faint rainbow colours. But they weren’t pretend wings like on a costume, Delphie realised. They were real!
