My Brambles

A Peek into the Future...

5/11/2021

The Wishing Well is bubbling with laughter as everyone from the Wish Dragon to The CAT are trying to find out who is who, what is their story, and why are they all here. So with all of this babbling going on and in the midst of the confusion, I thought I would step in for a second. Might as well give them all a few minutes to get to know each other as they soon will be realizing that they all have a part to play in regards to the Wish Dragon and maybe fulfilling the prophecy.

In the meantime, lets take a look into my crystal ball and see what other mischief might be brewing in the near future. As things come together for the Wish Dragon there are a couple new characters that will be entering the magical realms.

Well, to be truthful, one incoming character was here even before Hewy the Troll. I had originally planned to start out with my Troll King but he is a manipulative and conniving type of character. I figure he threw Hewy out to test the waters before he decided to entered the story.

But with the Return of the Trolls, now is the time for Druzzy, the Troll King, to reveal himself.

And just when I think I am figuring out the story myself, new characters pops-up in the strangest of ways. I won't let you know what I was doing, but I did observe this character hidden in a tossed bath towel on my bathroom floor. I quickly sketched him before he disappeared.

He told me he was going to be the fly in the ointment for the Troll King. He too is a King as he is the King of the Gooblins (the distant cousins to goblins who even they won't acknowledge being related to). He will be having an interesting relationship with the Troll King. You could almost call this peek into the future a Clash of the Kings (*smiling*), and yet it all comes back to the Wish Dragon.

It's amazing the power of a wish (especially when a Wish Dragon is involved).

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The Magic Begins... or "Well, well... What do we have here?"

5/5/2021

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You know, I wasn't always a wishing well. I was built many, many, many years ago to offer water to the old woman who used to live by me. Then those four silly girls came around one day and started dancing around me. At one point they started throwing in little trinkets and making wishes. The problem is when you believe in something hard enough, it can take on a life of it's own. That is how I came into being The Wishing Well.

Now I am caught up in this silly drama waiting for my part to play as well. Oh, I have choices, don't get me wrong. It is not like I 'have' to do something. By one of my little acts, things could change the outcome. But would it just delay the same results or create another whole new problem? I decided a long time ago, to just go with the flow (that's a well joke if you missed it). So, I might as well see who has already arrived and who is coming since I can feel their energy as they approach.

Yep, there is that guy who likes to hide behind bushes, I think I heard his name once. It was something like "Snoop" or "Scoop". He has been camping here since yesterday and thinks no one is hearing him as he mutters to himself about finding the Scoop of the Century. Little does he know I have been listening to his babbling (another one of those well jokes - come'on and keep up).

Oh yes, I can now feel the gentle breezes that flow (get it?) when the Tree Mothers approach. Dryads have such a soothing healing energy that I do enjoy when they visit, though they don't come as often as they did when I was younger.

Efem was my favorite Tree Mother as I did enjoy her inner light. I see that Cornelia and Parsley still like to spar with each other, that certainly hasn't changed it seems. But who is that young energy around the Troll? I haven't met him before though I can feel a connection through him to the Tree Mothers. Hmm... that is interesting. Now the Troll certainly is a different vibration. Usually they are so slow and stagnate (think water... come'on these are funny), but this Troll has a different beat around him. I do believe he is going to have an important part in the prophecy if now is the time for it to happen.

Wow! That is a power I have not felt in eons! It seems that the time has come after all. A Wish Dragon has returned. He is what must have started this whole hullabo. His energy is so strong that I barely feel The CAT with him. I wonder if he knows what it really means to be a Spite to a Wish Dragon. If the others thought The CAT was a nuance before, they haven't seen anything yet if my guess is right.

With almost everyone here, its fun to watch the others circling around me. Each looking at the others and wondering what the other wants with the young Dragon.

Ahhh... now we all come together... for here is the wizard and the Spite who I gave my mirror too approaching like a tidal wave hitting the beach (okay... if you missed that one you really don't have a sense of humor and maybe aren't well --[wishing well that is - sorry just had to throw in one more]).

As Dewin, the Wizard, and Sprigg'n approach The Wishing Well, they are surprised to see so many others there. "Where did they all come from?" the wizard whispered to the Spite. "I thought we were only going to meet the Dragon." Before Sprigg'n could answer, Hungry noticed them walking down the trail and the first thing his eyes latched onto was what Sprigg'n was carrying. "You have MY PILLOW!" roared the Dragon.

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"Please Don't Eat Me!"

4/29/2021

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"Stupid Spite," mumbled The CAT as he sauntered down the forest trail. "How did I let it talk me into this, but then again," mused The CAT, "I guess that now that I know am a Spite too, I better get this over with. Oh well, nothing like being eaten by a Dragon to end life number one!"

As The CAT continued down the trail, he now started to focus more on the Dragon and finding him.

If anyone (or anything) was watching The CAT at that moment, they would have seen him starting to become blurry and then vanish into thin air. Even The CAT didn't know how he did it, but he wasn't going to complain. It saved him a lot of walking.

At the same time The CAT was thinking about finding the Wish Dragon, Hungry was wondering if he was ever going to find his pillow. That and wishing that the Sugar Plum Bakery was a lot closer. "I'm hungry," he thought as his stomach started to growl. "Oh how I miss those sugar plum cookies!"

As he continued listening to his stomach, Hungry wondered why he was so focused on the pillow. It wasn't like he was that attached to it. "Maybe it is because the Dowager had been the one to give it to me," he thought as he remembered when she first gave it to him to sit on. Yes, it was comfortable to sit on, but he realized it was more than that. He 'needed' the pillow and deep down he didn't think that was the real reason for this powerful pull to find it.

As Hungry tried to distract himself of thoughts about the missing pillow by remembering his favorite foods from the last time he visited the bakery, The CAT appeared suddenly on the trial in front of him. They both stumbled to a stop and just stared at each other - surprised when only an instance before the trail was empty.

Normally, The CAT would have said something snarky, but not this time. He was too surprised as the Dragon quickly popped behind a tree. He then poked his head out and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Hungry."

Startled, The CAT jumped back. "Please don't eat me," begged The CAT as he looked at the tree to climb. Before he could jump up to one of the branches, the Dragon spoke again. "I am hungry but my name is Hungry too. I won't eat you."

Getting some of his confidence back, this time it did not take as long for The CAT to answer. "Hungry is it? Well, so am I."

The Dragon smiled. "Your name is Hungry too?" It took a bit for The CAT to get Hungry to understand that his name was just 'The CAT', but by the time he did, The CAT realized that this Dragon was very literal. Deciding this might be fun after all now that he wasn't going to be eaten, The CAT started to ask the young Dragon about himself and was soon telling the Dragon tails (oops - tales) about being a cat.

It wasn't very long before the Dragon and The CAT were talking like old friends until Hungry's stomach started to rumble again. The CAT had also been wondering how he was going to get the Dragon to the Wishing Well as all this thinking was certainly working up his appetite too.

"A Sugar Plum cookie, with tea and my favorite pillow, wouldn't that be lovely?" groaned Hungry. Remembering the pillow that Sprigg'n had been carrying gave The CAT an idea.

"If I might know where your pillow is," The CAT asked Hungry, "would you like to go get it? Maybe pick up a sweet along the way to eat too as long as it isn't me?"

"That would be terrific!" smiled the Dragon. "Let's get started. Lead the way!" Soon they were strolling down the trail with Hungry following The CAT.

"I wish we didn't have to walk everywhere," soon grumbled Hungry.

"Why don't you fly... you have wings," answered The CAT. Stumbling to a halt, Hungry just stood and stared at The CAT muttering something that The CAT almost did not hear. "Why didn't I think of that..."

"We'll be there soon enough," The CAT smiled at Hungry, thinking about how he had cleverly maneuvered the Dragon to where he wanted him to be - on his way to The Wishing Well.

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Sprigg'n finds Dewin...

4/21/2021

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Sprigg'n had a mission. Smiling to herself she knew she needed to find the Wizard and sooner than later. This could mean some big changes ahead if there were now two Spites in the Woods.

In the meantime Dewin managed to send Passporte' off in a different direction so he could continue his search for the Wish Dragon without further interruptions.

As he gazed into his crystal ball he again wondered where the Spite had vanished off to. "Since a Dragon is involved, I wonder if it has anything to do with Spite's disappearance?" he idly thought.

Dewin mumbled as he remembered about that day long ago when he first met the Spite. As impossible as it may seem, at the same time Sprigg'n was also thinking about that fateful day.

After that infamous wish was granted and the village was transported, Dewin saw the Spite following him as he left the village...

"Go away and quit following me," Dewin growled at the Spite. The Spite just ignored him. Finally Dewin turned around and faced the Spite. "Who are you and why are you following me?" he demanded of the Spite. After just staring at Dewin for a minute, the Spite finally answered. "I am here because of you. You are part of the wish and the Flames of Magic have welded us together."

"What does that mean... Flames of Magic?" Dewin asked.

"When a Dragon egg is hatched, the stones that make up the nest are magically changed into crystals by magic. Each new crystal absorbs the loose magic released from the hatching. That is why both the Fae and Outies search for the crystals."

"What does that have to do with you following me?" asked Dewin. Inspite of himself, Dewin was interested in what the answer might be. "Well?"

"You must be really thick headed," answered the Spite, "and I thought you were a wizard. Because you were practicing magic at the time of the wish by a Wish Dragon the Flames of Magic has joined us all together. Where you go, I now go until the wish is changed or broken."

"A wish can be broken?" Dewin uttered in surprise. "How can that happen?"

Spite only looked at Dewin as she shook her head from side to side, "Wizards," was all she would mutter.

As long ago when the conversation took place, Dewin could still remember the look of disgust on the Spite's face...

Suddenly the Spite appeared on the trail in front of Dewin. "I have found him," she told the Wizard.

"Found who, Spite?" asked Dewin.

"First off, my name is Sprigg'n. Sprigg'n Mac-talla. Don't call me 'Spite' anymore. Secondly, I have found the Wish Dragon that you have been searching for." From the look of surprise on Dewin's face, Sprigg'n smiled knowing that the wizard was just starting to realize that maybe the Spite was a little smarter than he thought. "Yes, I also know why you want him but it is his decision to make."

"Again, the Spite... No..." Dewin thought, "Sprigg'n... was full of surprises. So where do we find the Wish Dragon?" he asked.

"Let's go make a Wish," answered Sprigg'n as she turned back down the path heading to the Wishing Well.

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Special Edition of the Bellwether

4/14/2021

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Everyone is reading all about it!!! Snoop got the scoop! The truth behind the strange sightings in the Wandering Woods (or at least the foot prints and strange lights anyway) has been discovered.

Click here to read this Special Edition of the Bellwether

Several days ago Snoop volunteered to search out the Woods to discover the strange reports that had been coming in. What he has discovered will change everything in the Realms and you are reading it here first!

As Hewy and Sprout eat a quick snack at the Sugar Plum Bakery, the latest headlines catch the Troll's eye. Quickly scanning the article he grabs the young dryad and heads for the door. "We have somewhere to be," is all he tells Sprout.

Efem, Cornelia, and Parsley were all drinking tea while they waited to hear the latest reports from the Mushroom Line and Twitter birds when the special edition of the Bellwether arrived. Instantly they all jumped to their feet and started for the door. In their haste, Parsley did not even remember to leave a message for her son, Sprout. "I am sure he will find something to eat on his own," she thought after the three of them had hurried down the trail.

Nemmer, finally giving up on finding The CAT let alone a Wish Dragon, was walking home to have dinner with his wife, Cornelia, not realizing that at that moment she was closer to finding the Wish Dragon than he was. As he stooped in the doorway to pick up the newspaper that had just been delivered, he decided to quickly scan the headlines to catch-up on local events. He never had a chance to turn to the next page as he dropped the paper, turned around, and headed back down the trail.

As Fiddlefaddle delivered copies of the paper to both the Baron and Dowager with their tea, soon it would be known that their secret was out. The Wish Dragon had been discovered! “I hope Hungry will be alright,” thought Griselda, the Dowager, as she read the article.

Taking a break from his many duties at the stable, Scarlet was spending a minute reading the latest edition of the Bellwether. “Did you see this Meen?” asked the farrier to the jumping Pyksee. Before Meen could answer he continued, “Your Dragon friend has been discovered to be lose in the Woods and will be making an appearance at the Magical Wishing Well out back behind the King’s Castle today. Let’s go see how he’s been doing but first you should tell the Shadows' King.”

… and yes readers, we too will have a representative of the Bellwether on hand at the meeting to keep you informed as to what transpires at the Magical Wishing Well.

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And Sparks Fly...

4/6/2021

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As the electrical sparkles continued to grow, The CAT and Sprigg’n both could feel the energy building on their skins (or fur). “What are you doing,” Sprigg’n demanded as she reached for The CAT. The moment her hand touched him, the sparks really started to fly and the blast knocked them both backwards several feet. After the shock wore off, both slowly picked themselves up and stared at each other, wondering how the other had done it.

“Since I didn’t do that, what did you do?” asked Sprigg’n.

“What did you do? I didn’t do it,” responded The CAT.

Both sat down and stared at each other for a minute but shortly realized that the energy was growing again. Sprigg’n decided to test a theory by standing up and moving a little farther away from The CAT. The electrical build-up started to dissipate. “So, it is something about us being together,” thought the Spite. “I wonder what it could be.”

As The CAT was thinking things over, Sprigg’n realized something. “You’re a SPITE!” she shouted as she jumped up. A funny look appeared on The CAT’s face as her comment as sunk in.

“How could I be a Spite?” asked The CAT. “Spites only appear with a Wish Dragon and a wish.”

“You mean like the one who is now here in the Realms?” answered Sprigg’n. Now that thought had not gone through The CAT’s mind before. He knew that he was only on his first of nine lives, so he was not real old yet and he could do things that other cats seemed unable to do. Most of them couldn’t even talk let alone carry a good conversation.

“I don’t know anything about being a Spite. What should I do?” inquired The CAT. For the first time in his life, he was confused and unsure of himself so it was a surprise that he was asking Sprigg’n for help. “I am only asking for her help since she has been a Spite for a long time and should know more about it,” he rationalized to make himself feel better as he did not like owing anyone anything.

Sprigg’n sat back down and thought some more. Finally, she answered The CAT. “You should be able to feel the Wish Dragon to locate him. You need to go to him to find out if you are his Spite.”

“Now why would I want to let a Dragon eat me?” replied The CAT. “No thanks!”

“If you are his Spite, he won’t eat you! You dumb cat!” growled Sprigg’n. “He needs you as much as you will need him. If anything happens to the Dragon – it will also happen to you!”

Now, that was a thought The CAT did not like. “Okay, I will find him, but what should we do after that?” he asked Sprigg’n.

“I know a wizard who might be able to help. Do you know where the Magical Well is?” As The CAT nodded his head in the affirmative, Sprigg’n continued. “Take him to there and we will meet you.”

As Sprigg’n started to leave, she heard The CAT mutter, “You better be right about not being eaten…” before he too disappeared. Neither had realized that they had been overheard by another…

“Now that’s a scoop!” Snoop smiled as he hurried to get back to the newspaper. He had a special edition to get out!

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Bellwether News - Leprechaun Sightings Report!!!

3/17/2021

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Snoop thought it had been a little while since a newspaper had been printed. Please note that there will be a slight break and we'll be looking forward to seeing you on April Fool's Day.

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The CAT Meets Sprigg'n...

3/10/2021

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As luck would have it, while Sprigg'n was asking "... I wonder who will find it [the Dragon] first?", elsewhere in the Shadows' Realm The CAT was sitting in a tree listening to the Twitter birds chat about the lost Wish Dragon.

"Who cares?" thought The CAT as this was The CAT's first of his nine-lives, and he was not in any hurry to be eaten by anything Dragon-like that would start him on life number two. "Besides," he decided (just like every cat), "I will need all nine lives just to create the mischief I want to do... so many things to annoy and so little time."

Now, as everyone who has ever lived with a cat (you don't own a cat - you just live with it), that a cat has a mind of it's own. Add a touch of magic, the ability to talk, and a cat attitude - things become even more interesting. Especially with a cat that has a twisted sense of humor!

Soon the Twitter bird conversation started to turn boring. It wasn't as fun anymore either to be watching Nemmer poking around in the bushes searching for the Dragon. The CAT started thinking, "What more opportunities of fun could I have if I was to find the Dragon myself?"

It was then that he felt the magical pull... someone (or something) was scrying him. "Who would be searching for me?" The CAT wondered. "It's a good thing most don't know that this goes both ways - look at me and I can look at you," smiled The CAT.

The CAT quickly sauntered (cats do not just walk anywhere) over to the Twitter birds' pond and summoned who could be calling him...

It was that wizard Dewin's Spite looking into a mirror. "Why would she be searching for me?" The CAT pondered. "I haven't bothered a Spite before..." As he said this, he realized that this was something new and not boring!!! Instantly he knew where the Spite was and that it was very close. "Close enough for just a short magical spring" decided The CAT.

So, as Sprigg'n was deciding whether to search for The CAT or go and tell Dewin what she had discovered (both about the Wish Dragon and her new names), The CAT suddenly appeared sitting on the trail in front of her. There was no 'POOF' of magic - just a smug looking cat smiling at the Spite like it was soon to be a meal. "I have heard of you," Spite smiled back, "and your mischief. What do you want from me?"

At first The CAT only stared at the Spite, but then he felt it... The CAT's hair started to stand straight out like the time that Efem had rubbed his fur the wrong way and she got an electrical shock from him. As The CAT felt his fur rising, Sprigg'n also started to feel a strange electrical tingle course over her skin. It almost tickled in a way and she could tell that the energy was building! "What are you doing to me?" she suspiciously asked The CAT but he only looked at her wondering the same thing as his hair started to sparkle.

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A Zooming Mirror...

3/2/2021

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As Spite... no... as Sprigg'n sat on the pillow given to her by the Wishing Well, she wondered if maybe the Magic Mirror would be willing to help her again by telling what she should do next. "Oh Magic Mirror in my hand, where next should I go in all of the land?"

The mirror started to glow again and shortly Sprigg'n heard the answer. "First off, if you don't knock off the rhyming, I won't answer. I got enough of that from the Wishing Well. It was either that or an endless supply of 'knock, knock' jokes. So stop it with the rhyming and no 'knock, knock' jokes! Okay?"

"Oops. Sorry - I forgot and I don't even know what a 'knock, knock' joke is," Sprigg'n replied. "Lucky you," said the mirror.

"Will you please help me?" begged Sprigg'n.

"Okay, If we have an understanding, I will. Look deeply into the mirror for what is to be and you soon you will see... arggghhh! Now you got me doing it!" growled the mirror.

Quickly Sprigg'n focused all of her mind on the glowing mirror before it changed it's mind. It started out with a blue glow but soon a picture appeared. It was a Troll with a young Dryad boy walking in the woods. "Too bad I can't hear what they are saying," said the Spite to herself.

"All you had to do is ask," replied the mirror. Instantly the conversation between the Troll and Dryad came out of the mirror.

"I told you Sprout, the prophecy will require both a Troll and a Dryad. Awena thinks that I am the Troll, but she did not tell me who she thinks the Dryad could be," said Hewy.

"Can you repeat that portion of the prophecy again Hewy?" asked Sprout.

"One more time only," answered the Troll. "Here it is...

For in the telling of this tale a musician must play
as the dryad who has forsaken it's way;
the troll will mend what was once broken
as they both must gain the Dragyn 's token.

"What does it mean by a Dryad who has forsaken it's way? Could that be my mother since she has decided to work with the herbs instead of the trees?" Sprout asked. "I don't know. I am not even sure that the Troll is me," replied Hewy. "To find out though will require us to find the Wish Dragon first."

Slowly the picture faded again and all that appeared in the magic mirror was a blue glow. "A Wish Dragon huh? I wonder who will find it first?" Sprigg'n mused out loud. Instantly a new image appeared in the mirror before she realized that the Magic Mirror thought she was asking another request. It was The CAT! Even Sprigg'n knew about The CAT. "Now how was he involved?" she wondered, but this time she did not ask that question out loud because she was not sure she wanted to see what the mirror might show her...

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My Name is...

2/23/2021

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Spite picked up the pillow that the Wishing Well had thrown at her and holding the mirror in the other hand, started flitting and flying down the trail. "It isn't every day one gets a mirror - let alone a pillow from a Well," thought Spite as she struggled to carry her new possessions while trying not to fly into a tree as she flitted down the trail.

She hadn't gotten that far before her tummy started rumbling. "It must be noon," she realized as Spite knew her stomach like clockwork. Noon is also the magical time between time, when the morning is leaving and the afternoon beginning.

Spite found a perfect spot to land and started to grab a small meal out of the berries that surrounded her when she noticed the mirror starting to glow. Setting the berries aside, she picked up the mirror and peered into it. With the glow her appearance was fuzzy and distorted like a carnival mirror she once saw through a portal into the Outie's world. As she continued to look, she started to feel a laugh in her tummy which passed her lips until it burst forth as a chuckle. The chuckle flew on the winds to spread out to the trees and beyond. Shortly, she heard a slight chuckle come back to her ears. So she laughed a little harder and again heard her chuckle flying out and return, just like an echo.

Amazed on hearing her laughter echoing in this small glen, she looked harder into the mirror. It glowed brighter and suddenly she felt she should ask it a question.

"Oh Mirror of the Well, is this my name? Please do tell." (After all, one must be polite in talking to magical mirrors in the magical rhyme.) As the echoed laughter finally quieted she heard a voice that said, "Why are you talking so funny? You must be spending too much time at the Wishing Well. To answer your question though, this echo is a part of who you are. Laughter is your power. You can see how it spreads out to return to you three times fold. But it isn't your name. Look deeper into the mirror little Spite. Look deeper into your soul."

So Spite did and as she concentrated, the sound of the word "Sprigg'n" popped into her head. "What the muddle puddle is that suppose to mean to me? Is this just a game - how can this word be my name?"

The Mirror let out a deep sigh and continued, "Sprigging is a process. It is where the handles, spouts and embellishments are added to earthenware. You know those fancy cups that Dewin likes to drink out of with the dragon handles? To add that to his cup is called sprigging. Just like sprigging, your laughter lightens a person's burden, makes them easier to carry and embellishes the goodness in the world. So now see yourself, Sprigg'n Mac-talla ('mac-talla' is echo in Gaelic), as laughter in the wind embellishes the world so will yours. This is the name you will carry with you now," intoned the Mirror as it's magical glow faded.

Humbled, the Spite sat and silently repeated her new name. "Sprigg'n Mac-talla," she finally said laughing aloud. "The mirror not only gave me a first name, I now have two!"

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A Peek into the Future...

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"Please Don't Eat Me!"

Sprigg'n finds Dewin...

Special Edition of the Bellwether

And Sparks Fly...

Bellwether News - Leprechaun Sightings Report!!!

The CAT Meets Sprigg'n...

A Zooming Mirror...

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