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The Mystery of the Shandon Rainbow Trail
by Celine Spengeman   

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Publisher:  Choice Publishing Ltd.


Copyright:  2009 ISBN-13:  97811907107221

Choice Publishing Ltd
Celine Spengeman

Follow the third story, in a series, of five local teenagers who travel to Greenland, the Arctic and space to help combat the zombie-like effects of a mysterious rainbow trail on the local river, harbour and North Atlantic Ocean!

This is the third story in a collection of children's stories, set in the historical Shandon area of Cork city. This adventure unfolds around a mysterious rainbow trail on the river Lee. Everyone in the city is astounded and puzzled as the trail seeps out past Cork Harbour and into the North Atlantic Ocean.
 Follow the story of the five Shandon young people –Simon, Jill, Len , Rebecca and Shane– who follow the colourful trail out of Cork  Harbour to Greenland and the Arctic. They are helped, as usual with beings from an 'other world.'
In the Arctic crystal cave, a great crystal is failing, due to the effects of solar winds, which have been bombarding the earth and the 'other world'. Some of the group go into space to help repair the damaged crystal with a laser beam, while the others enter the great crystal cave to help the repair from space.
 Find out about a whale, which helps Simon, who gets lost in a dark zone...
Also, read about the ongoing romance between Rebecca and Shane...
The Trail Begins

It was Sunday morning in Cork city. The warm May sunshine greeted the churchgoers as they exited from the midday Mass. The sun-bleached stone steps of St. Mary’s church on Pope's Quay reflected the strong sunlight, as people blinked in the white blaze of light. Children and adults crowded the steps, as everyone made their way home.
The river Lee, parallel to the church, sparkled in the morning light, reflecting the power of the sun in twinkling, dancing, waving lights. A slight breeze from the river blew gently, sending a ripple through hairstyles and clothes. Those who scrambled into cars or walked quickly home failed to hear the shouts of some children.
'Mamee!' one child squawked, while some others pointed and gesticulated frantically at a spot on the river wall. The wall ran the length of the quay down to the next bridge at the Northgate end of the city, close to the historic Shandon area.
Those adults, who heard, turned in fear, expecting some misadventure on the part of a child. Parents came over to the gesticulating children, whose bodies bent over the river wall. Soon a line of bobbing adults and children formed, much to the chagrin of those who drove away and were left wondering about the cause of such interest in the river.
If the drivers had slowed down, they would have seen a most peculiar thing - some people were covered in rainbow light!
What could be seen was a narrow trail of rainbow light dancing on the river and trailing over the wall, washing the bystanders in its light and ending its roadside trail just under the steps of St. Mary’s Cathedral. Although the large ornate church doors were fully opened, a loud babble of discussion and frantic whoops of delight drowned the last notes of choral and organ music drifting into the city air. A few passers-by were drawn to the spectacle. It looked to some as if the trail began under the steps of the church. The trail had spread across the river and seemed to travel downstream.
'Oh look!' some said, 'it’s following the tide, as it makes it way out to sea in Cork Harbour.'
Those adults and children, who had stood in its path, were now covered from head to toe, as if painted with a brush.
'Will it come off?' cried some parents, worrying about the washing of clothes stained with many colours. Younger children were dancing - delighted they had been touched by a rainbow. They imagined fairies and pots of gold would appear at any moment. Parents struggled to grasp their hands to get them home. As far as the children were concerned, this was better than any face painting they had ever enjoyed.
Some sober gentlemen, who stood wisely avoiding the trail, muttered and mumbled about oil slicks and water pollution.
'A ship must have dumped its oil here last night,' they pronounced. 'Shouldn’t be allowed. We must talk to the council, immediately.' They shook their heads, wondering how a ship could get up the river to this spot.
'Must have been young fellas, having a bit of fun late at night. Sure, a large ship couldn’t get up here. This is outrageous to have our lovely river so polluted and all these people who are stained by the…what is it… oil trail?' The words faded as they considered the possibilities and probabilities of the whys and wherefores of such a trail on this Sunday morning.
A small crowd gathered on the other side, on Lavitt’s Quay, gazing curiously and bemusedly into the water, with much finger-pointing and head nodding.
At that moment, the droning sound of an engine drew near. A large red and white motor boat with ‘City Council’ on its side appeared. A swoosh of water sent waves rippling and lapping against the quay walls as the engine died. The crowd were asked to disperse and to be careful of any ‘oil-slicks’ from the water.
Some people tried to shout about the origins of the ‘oil-slick’ under the church, but were unheard. As people dispersed homewards, the boat engine burst into life and the men disappeared down the river, under Patrick’s bridge, leaving a trail of waves rocking a dazzling rainbow pattern. Most people left to bring the news home, which would provide a lively discussion for many days to come.
Something far more threatening was happening. It was only a short time ago that the Shandon region was in grave danger of subsidence due to the fading power of the crystal beneath. Little did they know about the crystal or the other crystals around the world, which were connected to a great crystal under the Arctic region and influenced from an other world.

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