As the conversation started to slow, Hewy finally asked the question that had been nagging at him since he received the Petal Post.  "Why after all of these years have you finally tried to reach me?" ​

Awena knew the conversation would eventually get to this question and had been waiting for it to be asked.  "Hewy, let me tell you of why I had to come here and what I found.  I felt a strong pull to the Sleeping Sisters and it was during my early training that I discovered a scroll in the library.  It was old even then when I first unearthed it those many years ago.  I was a young novice and so new to my studies but this scroll had a prophecy written on it.  It had a troll in it and each time I read it I was reminded of you."  Closing her eyes as if trying to remember what was written, she took a small breath, and began.

"The entire prophecy is very long and convoluted as if the writer was slightly crazed and wrote down the thoughts that came to his mind, but, in it there is a part that suggests you will help save all of the Realms or help destroy them."  Hewy jumped up from the floor where he had been sitting.  "What are you talking about?  You must be wrong!"

Without moving, Awena slowly continued speaking, "This is what is in the prophecy that you must know."  With her eyes still closed she repeated the words she had memorized those long years ago.

Hewy, standing before her, was trying to both understand and remember the prophecy.  As surprised as he was, he failed to notice the small tear at the corner of Awena's eye.  Had he but known the rest of the tale, he might have made a different decision that day.

"This meal is for you, our guests.  There will be no others there tonight," the Sister answered.

Dinner was quiet with only a few words said as each of the travelers ate. They tried to make small talk about some of the strange things that they were finding in their rooms but even Sprout was quiet as he ate his weight in food.  Shortly it was over and the Sister lead each of them back to their room asking if there was anything they needed.  Again they were each told the same thing that  "You will meet with Sister Awena in the morning.  Good Night."

As the Sister left Hewy, he had already decided that he was not going to wait that long.  One gift that every troll has is that they cannot get lost.  They instinctively can always find their way back from anywhere they have ever traveled. This made it easy for Hewy to return to the doors that he wanted to open and to see what was inside.  Call it inspiration or just a feeling, but he knew that he must see what was behind the doors.  

Upon arriving, Hewy discovered that the doors were already open as if waiting for him.  A moment of doubt entered his mind, but only a moment.  He came to see what the Petal Post message meant and if Awena had anything to do with it.  No time to turn around and leave now...

As they approached the door and before they could knock, it was opened from within by one of the Sisters.  "I have been told to greet you upon your arrival.  A room has been prepared for each of you and after you have had a chance to freshen up, a meal will be served," she told them.  "Can we eat first?  I am starving," Sprout eagerly replied almost before the Sister had finished.  He realized that he had said the wrong thing immediately when he looked at Parsley and got 'The Mother' stare...  "Sorry, thank you," he quickly told the Sister.

Of all of the intuitive abilities - the clear knowing is the strongest as Awena receives prophetic dreams and visions of future events.  She instantly knows which are true and which are not.  When she had met Hewy those many, many years ago, it had been a surprise to her as she had never had a vision of him before that day.  There were times afterwards, while she was serving as a novice in the Order, that she tried to see him in her visions but he was always cloudy and the dreams were never clear.  Only recently as she was trying a new higher order lesson to enhance her abilities did she start to understand why.

Awena had been thrilled back then to be asked to join the Order of the Sleeping Sisters because of her ability.  Her first task as a novice was working in the huge library so she could begin her studies of the Language of the Flowers.  She was surprised to also find that they not only had the Language of the Flowers but Sign Language, Ogham Letters, and the Ganome shorthand she had learned as a child. She soon learned that the flower language was slow (who knew that flowers didn't talk very fast), as compared to her Ganome shorthand. She started to explore the great library in her boredom.  It was during those explorations when she discovered the prophecy.  It was a very obscure reference to a time when a Wish Dragon would make a choice that could change the Realms and how a Troll would play a part in the balance.  Reading the prophecy reminded her of Hewy, so she read it again and again and again until she had memorized it.

"The Sleeping Sisters, were in the beginning, just four sisters that each had a unique ability," Parsley told Sprout.  "One sister had the ability of clear seeing. That is where she could see things in her mind.  Another sister had the ability to have clear feeling."

"What does that mean?" Sprout interrupted.  Before Parsley could answer, Cornelia replied, "That is where she could feel things.  Do you ever just act on a feeling but don't know why?"  Sprout could understand that as he often went with his gut feeling of things.  "Not that it always was right," he muttered to himself as he remembered the times when it sounded so good at the moment but turned into trouble later.

Little do they all realize, but this unique meeting could shape the entire future of both the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm. ​

To celebrate International Fairy (we spell it Faery) Day, I decided to take you on a short tour of my faery garden.  Enjoy...

"​I don’t mind though since most of the time it takes me by the Sugarplum Bakery.  Have you eaten there?  I wished I hadn’t thought about that.  I’m getting hungry already.”

​Hewy just shook his head from side to side.  How could this sapling of a boy eat so much?  He had already gulped down a giant muffin!  “If I ate like him I would be as big as a Dragon,” thought Hewy.  As they continued on the trail, each deep in their thoughts about food, little did they realize that high overhead a bird was watching them.

Soon the Mushroom dwelling of Parsley appeared.   As the two entered the home Sprout hollered, “Mom...  I brought Hewy home to see you.  By the way, what’s for dinner?”  Again, Hewy with his usual frown on his lips, just shook his head  thinking about growing boys and their stomachs.

“Today in the village I had something strange happen.  A magpie dropped this flower at my feet and then just flew off.  I couldn't make heads or tails about what it was until Sprout told me it was a Pedal Post.  He says they come from the Sleeping Sisters and that you might be able to read it?  Can you?  I can't imagine why I would get one but I am curious to know what it might say."

“Yes Hewy, I can read the message and if it is intended for you I will tell you what it says.”

​Cornelia was a little startled to hear what Parsley had just said.  “What do you mean Parsley?  Where are we going?” she asked.

​“The Petal Post is indeed for Hewy.  The Sleeping Sisters are requesting that he come to them and we are invited as well,” she told the others. ​

​Both Cornelia and Efem agreed.  Soon the discussion began on how they would find the Sisters  since none of them had ever been invited there before.

​Hearing about a bird, Hewy quickly came out and told the others that it looked like the one that had given him the Petal Post.  The bird nodded its head once, then flew to a nearby tree.  As it watched the others, it would occasionally bob its head as if it was pointing to something.

​“I think it wants us to follow,” Parsley told the others.  Nodding its head now up and down, the bird flew to another tree further away and stopped to see if they were indeed following.  “What are we waiting for?  Grab your belongings folks and let’s see where the bird leads and yes, Sprout you can bring the the cookie jar.” 

​But Awena is finally ready to move forward into the next big stage of her transformation... the mold making process.

So, as she is drying out, I look back at the changes we have made to our yard.  Did you know that gardening has been one of the major activities that people have turned too in this time?  You could say that through this activity maybe we are rediscovering and reconnecting to our environment.  

​I have found this form of communication interesting and love how it was very popular in the Victorian age; especially between lovers and friends who wanted to send special messages secretly to each other.

Notice that Awena's eyes are closed because she is in a transidental pose, or meditation.  She is communing with her flowers even as we speak.  Hopefully she will put in a good word for me with the flower fairies... you think?