My Brambles

This is the Day!

3/4/2026

As Roslie and Granny were sitting in the library talking about Dragonfaust Day, there was one determined elf scouting out her plans for this year's Race.

Lallan had been chasing after Seamus for years and in elf years that is truly a long time. "But this year is going to be different," thought Lallan to herself. "I am going to have a plan!"

"Don't know for sure what it will be, but I am sure whatever I come up with---it will work!" with that thought in mind Lallan went off to prepare.

Now Seamus was a serious, almost bookish, type of man. Nothing he liked more than to be curled up in front of his warm fire with a good book in his favorite chair and his favorite brew next to him.

He knew that some considered him standoffish, but really he just enjoyed his books more than socializing. He didn't even have a clue that Lallan was sweet on him, let alone wanted to go out on a date.

Before you knew it Dragonfaust Day arrived! The day that bachelor's feared and the females knew that the rules of the race was that there were No Rules! Now some of the lasses would be coy and bat their lashes to catch the attention of the intended "date". But since Seamus never traveled far from his home, Lallan had to be a bit more "brilliant"!

So it came to Seamus' surprise that he found himself out in the woods with this feeling of being chased. He wasn't sure how this happened.

Maybe it was that bachelor 'sixth' sense that told him something was just not right... maybe it was that feeling of being watched, but Seamus just knew that he had to get to his safe space as quickly as possible - back to his books. And when he finds his way home he was certainly going to make sure that lock on the door was bolted!

"Aha! Got ya!" Lallan yelled as she proceeded to tie Seamus up so that she could finish the traditions of the Dragonfaust Race and thereby win her "date" with Seamus.

After dragging Seamus across the finish line and having him declared 'officially' caught, Lallan realized as she watched them take off the net and ropes she used to tie Seamus, another thought struck her!

"Now what do I do with him?"

A Run???

2/25/2026

While Roslie was sitting in the library reading about this strange holiday in the Realm of Wymsy called Dragonfaust, she spied Granny Flare around the corner.

"Here I was thinking of who to ask for more information," Roslie thought to herself. "Granny Flare had been so helpful with the rescue mission of those lost in the World of Whispers, that maybe she won't mind answering my questions."

With that thought in mind, Roslie got up from behind the desk and walked over to the House Brownie known as Granny Flare. With a shy nod to her head she cleared her throat as she stood before Granny. Roslie than said "Hello Fae One" using the traditional greeting from one Fae to another that were unfamiliar to each other. Granny hearing the traditional greeting, smiled and stopped her magical writing in her book. Returning the traditional greeting, Granny asked "Is there something I can help you with?" For House Brownies did like making new friends and helping others where they could.

Roslie went on to tell Granny on how she was new in the area. After all, she had been one of the "rescued" from the World of Whispers. "I discovered this great newspaper called the Bellwether and I am a bit was puzzled by this holiday coming up called Dragonfaust," Roslie asked. She went on to say on how she had been reading about the holiday and was wondering if Granny could help her understand it.

She understood that Wish Dragons had been causing their usual chaos by granting these wishes for the young ladies for romance... but she couldn't understand the running and dragging part.

"Let's get comfortable," Granny said, waving her hands toward some lovely stuffed chairs in a corner. As they sat down Granny then continued telling Roslie that after the Wish Dragons had left the Realms, the young maidens were indeed frustrated at finding dates, let alone a true love match.

One of the young maidens had heard of the tradition in the Outie's world called Sadie Hawkins day. It was where young ladies chased young men to capture them for marriage and then dragged them in front a minister, who would be happy to perform the wedding ceremony.

Granny went on to explain how Fae who live a lot longer than Outies weren't usually looking for long-term commitments, but a fun way to meet the young males in the area did sound exciting to these young Fae. A group of the local females were able to convince those in the Village on the Wall that this would be a exciting adventure. There is nothing more enticing to a Fae than the word 'adventure'. So, that was how Dragonfaust was started.

But then the maidens discovered it wasn't as much fun as they thought it would be. After all that running high and low, looking for some lowly male just for a date, let alone for True Love, was just too much!

This was also about the time the young damsels found the Sugar Plum Bakery. For they knew they did not need to be rescued, nor worry any longer about True Love for they found fun and an adventure in their new friendships and the wonderfully sweet pink drink called Twinkleblossom Brew.

"And that is how Dragonfaust day had evolved more in a 'girls night out'," Granny explained. Since eventually everyone ends up at the Sugar Plum Bakery, so the young lasses did finally find that the young lads in the area also enjoyed an evening out too.

Roslie thought about what Granny had said for a moment and then asked a question no one else had thought about. "So what happens now that the Wish Dragons have returned?"

What is Dragonfaust???

2/18/2026

"Well that certainly made me jump," thought Roslie to herself as she continued staring at the local newspaper hanging on a wall of the library near a tall bookshelf filled with books of all types - all with colorful binders and ribbons tied around them.

"We weren't lucky enough to have an actual newspaper in my small village. We had to spread the word through reliable gossips, but these moving pictures are a blast to see," Roslie confirmed to herself.

Roslie took a seat to get comfortable in and continued her exploration of this mysterious Realm of Wymsy's annual holiday.

"Now to find out what this Dragonfaust is all about," she mumbled to herself. Reading silently she started to scan down the pages of the local newspaper, the Bellwether.

Dragonfaust seems to be celebrated on the 1st of each March and at the same time during the celebration of the magical New Year. "Hmmmm, I wonder if that was intentional?" Roslie asked herself.

As she continued to read about Dragonfaust, she came to a spot in the article that surprised her! "That's silly!" she said a little too loud for others in the library looked up from their books and scrolls and gave her the 'won't you be quiet' look.

Roslie smiled with a slight blush and quickly nodded her head so it looked like she was reading. "Those silly Wish Dragons have been causing chaos for quite a while. Whoever heard of granting wishes for young lasses who want romance. The lasses would be better off asking for the cow that jumped over the moon for what Wish Dragons know about romance," she grumbled as she continued reading.

"Ohhhh... now that is an interesting twist," smiled Roslie. "There seems to be some type of race or chase here. Something about dragging a lad across some Dragonfaust finish line. Who would be a good person to ask more about this holiday?"

How to Shrink...

2/11/2026

How does one shrink a head? Or more importantly at least to me... is why shrink a head at all???

In my defense it isn't because I am looking to curse anyone or even because it might be fun to watch AI (artificial intelligence) do it. I have a much more practical reason for doing so. And yes, it involves my moon babies.

When I am challenging myself in a new area of creation, I tend to get caught up in the process.

I am not necessarily looking at the end result when I am in the middle of having a conversation with my muse (the clay). It doesn't matter really who is actually going to come out the winner... me or the clay? It's really all about the conversation.

Babies aren't my first choice of dolls to sculpt. They are so soft and round. It is hard to see their perspectives and to get the depths to their faces and probably is why I enjoy sculpting older people for my characters.

But when my muse is inspiring me to see things and think ideas I haven't had before, it is hard to resist. Of course tempting me with the Moonbabies's story had me curious to begin with.

If you haven't seen the Moonbabies' story visit my Youtube channel.

So, now my muse has me hooked! Now I need to create the Moonbabies to bring them into my realm, my world. Their ears were particularly fun to play with, BUT...

Without having to start totally from scratch, the Moonbabies came out bigger than I wanted them to be. My hubby keeps telling me I seem to have a size I like to work in. Who am I to argue with him (*lol*). That being the case, then how do I make the babies smaller in size without tossing the baby out with the bathwater (Old mundane Outie saying *smiling*)?

Back to a little math. First the head shrinks 10% from the size of the clay head to just going into porcelain greenware. This is hardly noticeable when working with the greenware. I need to make a bigger change than that.

When greenware fires to porcelain it looses 20% of it's size. So now I am up to a 30% reduction. Not bad I think.

It means I have to clean the greenware head, fire it in the kiln to bisque, and then make another mold off of the fired porcelain - just to shrink it's side! But the artist in me demands this size and the practical side of me agrees. I would rather do this instead of having to sculpt a new head and try to make it smaller.

Of course, when I finally get the doll the size I want, it means that I have to smash two casting molds instead of one since this doll will be a OOAK (One-Of-A-Kind) doll.

Now, if I could think of a way that wouldn't be too painful to shrink my hips, I really would be a magician *lol*.

Where do Moon Babies...

2/4/2026

It was as House Mother Meerher and E'luminosity (Ellie) were walking the halls of the Luminary Council on their way to their next class of magical wand making when Ellie asked, "Meerher, have you noticed any changes in the realms since we have received our new Monacle Dragon?"

"You mean since the young Dragon, Dree accepted his new responsibilities to the realm and is now enhancing the magical energy to the many realms we watch over and protect?" the House Mother answered.

"Yes, " Ellie replied. "There seems a shift of new energy coming in which is understandable since he is a young Dragon (in Dragon' years). But it isn't just that," she continued.

"Oh, do you mean all the new fairy tales that have been manifesting in the many realms," Meerher replied. "Yes," Ellie answered. "I may be only a young Moonie, but I have never seen or even heard about this many new stories and tales coming to pass before."

"That my dear, is because we have had more new Moon babies being born now with the new Monacle guarding the Ancient Tree," Meerher sagely said.

Ellie stopped and stared at Meerher. "What does that have to do with anything?"

The wise Meerher nodded her head and replied, "When a moon baby is born..."

To hear Meerher's story - click the link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6l687rk1VM

Why me???

1/28/2026

"Why me?" thought Ellie as she was stepping through the portal to return back to where the Monacle guarded the Tree. "I'm nothing special." All that was in her mind was the vision and finding the small box clutched in her hand when the vision ended. "I haven't even opened it yet," she said out loud to herself. She abruptly stopped walking and then stared at the box. "Should I open it to see what might be inside," she thought as she started back down the trail.

She did not get very far before she decided. "Yes. I might need to tell Meerher and Dree what is inside." Finding a large boulder that was flat on the top, Ellie placed the box on it and slowly lifted the lid. It was empty!

"What the..." she whispered. In a louder voice after examining the box and making sure there wasn't something little inside that she missed, "Why would the Bag of Possibilities give me an empty box?"

Closing the box and picking it back up, Ellie decided that she needed to move a little faster to get back to House Mother Meerher and the Monacle. "They will know," she kept telling herself as she started running. Soon she was able to see the two sitting by the Tree. It appeared that Meerher was telling Dree something about the Tree since she kept pointing at different branches each time she spoke. As Ellie got closer, she realized she was right about her assumption since she could now hear the House Mother talking about where wizard wands came from and how each branch took years to form for the different types of wizards.

"Now that branch will not be ready for another twenty years," said Meerher to the new Monacle. "When the Tree is ready to give it up, it will tell you as it's protector. It will be up to you to figure out who is needing the wand and making the arrangements for it to be delivered. That all sounds vague, but the past Monacle seemed to know each time and I assume that the Tree will help you figure it out."

As Dree was about to say something, Ellie interrupted and blurted out "I got to talk to the both of you. Something strange happened to me!" she gasped trying to catch her breath. The House Mother gave Ellie a stern look for the interruption but both Dree and Meerher could see the concern in Ellie's eyes and the fact that Ellie had been running and was breathless just trying to get their attention. As they waited for Ellie to catch her breath, Dree noticed the box that she was clutching in her hand. When it appeared that Ellie would be able to answer, Dree asked about the box. "Is the box you are holding part of the story?"

Startled at first, then realizing that both Dree and Meerher could clearly see that she was holding onto the box, Ellie nodded her head and started her tale about what had happened and the vision she had while in the Dowager's tea room. When she finished, the Monacle and House Mother looked at each other as they both knew that Ellie had a different mission than what either had intended for her.

It was Meerher who spoke first. "Ellie, you have been chosen. You are no longer a Waxing student serving the Luminary Council. You are now the voice of the Monacle. I will make arrangements for your move to become a Waning student under my house, but you will also now serve the Monacle." As Ellie was trying to understand what had just happened, the House Mother continued.

"E'luminosity, the Bag of Possibilities has given you a great gift. As you asked for the means to help others, the Bag has bestowed upon you that means." Before Meerher could continue, Ellie interrupted again. "But the box is empty House Mother!" she said. Both Dree and Meerher smiled. It was Dree who answered her unspoken question. "Ellie, when something does appear in the box, that is when you will know your services will be needed to help those calling for it. What appears will be what you or they will need and when something does appear, you will need to tell me and I will help you find where you need to go. You will be my voice to the outside realms so that every realm knows that the magic of the Tree is there protecting them."

"I've got to move???" muttered Ellie. "Do you know how long it has taken me to organize my closet space?"... As Ellie was muttering to herself, Meerher was also in thought. "I'll also need to get her the moon cresent badge of the Waning house to wear too."

Ugh! Oh, that's...

1/21/2026

"Ugh! Oh, that's a terrible joke," snickered Drat. "Dree really needs to get better material. That was one of his worst jokes ever." As Drat shook his head from side to side, the punchline suddenly hit him and the double meaning of it made him start laughing so much that soon he was almost crying. By this point everyone else who had overheard the joke that Arnie had told was laughing too! Not that they all understood the hidden meaning, most were laughing because of Drat. When he finally stopped laughing, Arnie heard him mutter to himself how tough it was going to be to find a joke to top it. "Oh Dree, we are going to have to have a talk about your jokes..." Drat muttered.

Soon the silence returned to the Dowager's tea room and everyone there sat and quietly reflected on their encounters with the young Wish Dragon turned Moon Dragon who was now also their protector of magic. It was Arnie who broke the silence first. "Drat, Dree asked me to take care of his promise to the Gooblin King. Are you available to help me?"

Drat, being the Troll King's chief minion, looked at Dulbbe before answering. With a slight nod of his head, Dulbbe gave Drat permission and soon Drat was sitting with the Finder and discussing a plan. That was when the others in the room started to talk again. At first it was mostly small talk or memories of their encounters with Dree, but one in the group stayed mostly to herself and silent. It was the Moonie, E'luminosity.

Ellie had shown Arnie how to return to the Realm of Wymsy and had made sure that the Finder could make her way back to the Tree. She was about to return to the Monacle when Arnie asked her to stay a little longer. Arnie felt she wanted her there as she told the others about Dree's decision. At first Ellie was reluctant, but Arnie was so insistent. When Arnie told Ellie that Dree would probably ask how things went and if Ellie stayed the Moonie would then have something to tell him. With that Ellie sighed knowing a few more minutes would not harm anything.

Ahhh, it's always amazing how a 'few more minutes' can change the world!

As Ellie stood watching the others talking, the tea room began to darken and soon Ellie was standing in another place.

It was the Storage Room in the Luminary Council building! "What is happening?" she thought as she saw the Bag of Possibilities sitting on the pedestal in the middle of the room. As she watched, the string holding the closed bag slowly began to untie itself and as the bag opened, a blinding shimmering light filled the room.

This time Ellie was not blinded as she was the first time the bag had opened to give her and Meerher the items from before.

Ellie could hear in her mind what she had asked the Bag of Possibilities at that visit. "What do I need to have to assist those that called for help?" As soon as she remembered her question, a small booklike box appeared on the pedestal. As she looked at the strange bag, she noticed that the gears were now sealing itself around the book, sealing it closed again. As the final gear stopped,, Ellie heard a strange voice in her head.

"I give you the means to assist those that call for help. When you return to the Monacle and House Mother, tell them what has happened and show them this box. They will know what to do..."

Ellie, as if just awakening from a dream, found herself again back in the Dowager's tea room.

"I must have dozed off," she thought as she looked to see that everyone was just as they were before, but quickly she noticed the same small box clutched in her hand that she had seen on the pedestal in the vision. "I've got to get back right away," the Moonie realized as she moved towards Arnie and the Dowager to say her goodbyes.

The Torch passes...

1/14/2026

With those words Dree asked, "Monacle, would I be able to take your place?" "Dree! What are you doing?" Arnie cried. Dree did not turn to look at his friend. His eyes stayed locked on the Monacle. A long silence continued as they stared at each other before finally the older Dragon answered.

"It is not what I had wanted when I first started watching over you, but yes, you would be able to take my place," and after answering, the Monacle could no longer look into Dree's eyes and lowered his head.

Again Arnie tried to jump into the conversation but before she could, Meerher took the Finder by the hand and whispered into her ear. "Arnie, I know you are trying to help Dree, but this is something he must decide for himself. All of the Realms depend upon his choice for he is the only one we have found who can save the magic of the Tree." As Arnie pulled her hand away from the Moonie House Mother, she looked again towards Dree and saw that she was too late. He had made up his mind already.

"Arnie, you need to go back home now and tell the others I will not be coming back for possibly a long time," Dree told her as he then held out something to the Finder. "Tell them what I am doing and that I will return if I can." It was then that Arnie noticed something was happening to the Monacle. At first it was just a vague feeling, but soon it became more evident... The Monacle was starting to fade away!

Arnie - The Finder

"Dree," said the Monacle, "I have not much time left here, but I will be with you in your journey. Come to me and place your forehead to mine." As Dree approached and their heads touched, he could feel a flow of magic unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Within seconds it was complete but in those seconds, Dree saw everything that the old Dragon had experienced in it's time. He watched the first meeting the Dragon had with the Tree, the decision, the making of the Oracle, and even this moment of the transfer from another perspective. The old Dragon had given his knowledge to Dree! It would be much later before he would learn that more than knowledge was given that day when Dree asked himself a hypothetical question and another familiar voice answered it...

When the transfer was complete, Dree found that the old Monacle was gone. As everyone looked at the spot where the old Dragon had been, it was Ellie who first noticed the change in the Tree! "Look" she shouted to the others as she pointed to the Tree.

"The branches are leafing again!" It was true, the places that the branches had looked bare were starting to grow leaves and the rest of the Tree was started to glow a pale green. The Tree was stronger! Dree had become the new Monacle of the Tree.

It may have been a trick of the light coming from the renewed Tree, but as Arnie looked again at Dree, it appeared that he also had grown. His face had changed from being a youthful Dragon to one that looked like it had seen more events than its young years. Sadly, Arnie thought that this was the last time she would see her friend. Dree had noticed Arnie's expression but already had decided on a plan that this would not happen. He was not ready to give up on his friends nor forget them.

Calling the two Moonies to his side, Dree took command. "Ladies. As the new Monacle of the Tree, I make you my personal emissaries. House Mother Meerher, I would like you to stay and discuss with me some of the duties of the Monacle and how the Moonies and I will continue to defend the magic and keep the balance. E'luminosity, you will guide my friend back to the Realm of Wymsy and show her how to return to here when she needs to. Your duties will now include being my personal messenger so return when you have completed this task." Dree then looked directly at his friend, Arnie the Finder.

"Arnie, I need you to do something for me if you will. We have unfinished business with the Troll King and I made a promise to help him. Will you complete this task for me?" Arnie had forgotten all about the visit to the Troll King and their promise to help him find his greatest desire. Keeping the tears out of her eyes, Arnie promised that she would. "You won't have to do this alone. Let Drat know of my request and also you will meet another who will aid you. I am giving you this to help in the quest," Dree told her as he passed her the Oracle. "Oracle, you are to help Arnie and her friends until such time as you return to me. Is that understood?"

"Master? Are we to be separated again?" asked the Oracle so that only Dree heard the question. The new Monacle smiled. "No, you will be able to talk to me no matter where you are located this time so that you can tell me what is happening in your adventures." With that answer, the Oracle again felt something it could not define but liked how it felt. "We will be together again," it told itself.

As Dree gave Arnie the Oracle, he also gave the Finder the wooden spoon that had been a gift from the Bag of Possibilities. "As the spoon was given to me, I am now giving it to you. This spoon originally came from the Tree. With it you will be able to communicate to me in the presence of any of the great trees in all of the Realms. Simply touch the spoon to a tree and I will be able to hear and speak with you. The spoon has other magical properties, but you will learn of those when the need arises."

Soon it was time for Arnie to return to the Realm and tell the others what Dree had done, but before leaving, she gave the new Monacle and her friend a long hug with a promise to return every time that she could. As she was leaving, Dree started to laugh. "Wait Arnie. Before you go, I just heard a new joke that I want you to tell Drat when you see him..."

Thinking...

12/10/2025

"Fading away!" exclaimed Dree. "But I have so many questions and had hoped to have long talks with you about being a Moon Dragon." The Monacle sadly smiled as he spoke. "I am old Dree. Part of me doesn't want to go, but part of me wants to see what the adventure will be when I do. Everything goes through a cycle and Dragons are no different. Even the 'Outies' know that energy never goes away, it just changes into a new form. I am ready to see how that works."

Dree hung his head in sadness as he realized that he was going to lose someone that he was already considering as 'family'. Using his Dragon speak, Dree asked the Monacle something so the others could not hear, "Is there anything I can do to help you? I don't want to leave you now."

"My regret is that when I fade, the Tree will perish and then magic will disappear across the realms. I hate to think that I failed in keeping the magic alive," answered the Monacle. As Dree and the ancient Moon Dragon were Dragon speaking to each other, Arnie noticed in the silence that Dree was looking like when he would talk to the Oracle when no one else could hear it speak. "He must be wanting some privacy," she realized as she decided to give him that privacy. "Meerher. Can you and Ellie show me more of the Tree? I would like to see the other side."

The Monacle smiled again as Arnie led the Moonies away from him and Dree. "You are fortunate to have such good friends," he told Dree as they watched the others starting their long walk around the Tree. "It will take them a little while to go around the tree and I am sure Arnie will ask them all sorts of questions to keep them busy."

Dree had been contemplating what the Monacle had said about magic disappearing and realized that was what had called him in the first place. "You said that once you fade, the Tree will die and magic will disappear. That is why you stayed. To save the magic. Would the realms be worse off if the magic disappeared?"

The Monacle suddenly looked very sad. "Yes, that is why I came. At first I thought I would be able to fix everything and the magic would stay. But it was vain and foolish of me. The Tree is the real magic. It's roots spread to each of the realms and the magic flows from it. If magic dies, Dragons become only lizards. Wishes remain only desires and hopes. Many of the magical creatures that you know will no longer exist or will become mundane. Sameness will become the norm and being different will make others jealous or feel superior. Things would survive, but hope and dreams will not be as powerful as they can be."

Dree stood for a moment in thought. Slowly he started to speak. "I don't want to see the magic leave," he said. "I don't know the other Dragons, but I don't want them to lose their magic and be less than they could be. This goes for all of my friends. If everyone loses that touch of magic that each possess, the realms will all become a little more gray and colorless. Isn't there something we can do?"

If a Dragon could shrink up into itself, then that is when the Monacle did it.

This was the question he had both hoped Dree would ask but knew he could never ask of it himself. "I am sorry Dree, but there is only one way for it to not happen. A new Moon Dragon must be found to replace me. Only a Moon Dragon has the power and ability to maintain the Tree." As the shock of what the Monacle was saying sank into Dree, the Monacle continued. "I did not ask the Moonies to bring you here. I knew where you were from watching you since you were a wee dragnet. What you had become may have been the magic setting things in motion but I did not tell the Moonies because I knew they would try and convince you to take my place."

As Dree stared at the Monacle, he realized that a decision must be made. "Again you remind me that you can only start the path, it is my decision where to tread. Do I stay or do I go are the real choices I have aren't they?"

The Monacle sadly swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat as he nodded his head. "How long do I have to decide?" asked Dree.

With a tear in it's eye the Monacle answered. "We will not meet again in this form." It was then that Arnie and the others appeared from their journey around the tree. "Dree, the Tree is huge but it doesn't look well. Its like it needs a good trimming," said Arnie. It was with those words that Dree made his offer. "Monacle, would I be able to take your place?"

The Tree...

12/3/2025

As the group approached the Tree and Monacle, Arnie noticed that while the others were watching the Dragon laying next to the Tree -- her "finder's" attention was pulled more towards the Tree. Yes, the Dragon looked ancient, but the giant tree looked even more so! "I have never seen a tree like it before," thought Arnie. "The only one that looks even close to it was the great Oak Tree near the Sleeping Sisters." Arnie was soon to find out that her comparison was more accurate than she knew...

As Dree approached the other Dragon, he realized that he would have to be the one to start this conversation as this majestic Dragon appeared to be sleeping with it's great tail wrapped around the base of the Tree. "Greetings Clansman. May we have a moment of your time?" he asked.

A smile appeared on the large Moon Dragon, and slowly he opened his eyes and stared at each of his visitors one by one as he answered. "Welcome Drai’ochtluan, or may I call you Dree? And it is always nice to see you too, House Mother Meerher. I see that you have a new Moonie with you too. E'luminosity isn't it? I have never met a Borrower turned Finder before Arnie, but I can see that your new profession suites you well. I have been waiting for your arrivals and would enjoy this opportunity to meet all of you for we have much to discuss and decisions to be made."

After the initial shock of hearing her name, Arnie then realized that she never saw the Monacle speak but she knew that she had heard him plainly! It was then that the ancient Moon Dragon laughed. This time she saw him talking. "I am sorry Arnie, it has been long since I have had visitors that I have to remind myself that not everything uses mind-speak. Does this way make you feel more comfortable?"

Nodding her head, the Dragon continued as he now looked at Dree. "Welcome Clansman. I have greeted the others, but I sense that you have something of mine that I would also like to say hello to. May I see her?"

At first Dree was confused of who the ancient Dragon was referring to. It was then the voice said "Master?" that only Dree and the Monacle could hear. That made Dree realize who and what the ancient Dragon was referring to. "Master, huh?" Dree opened the small pouch that he carried and showed the Oracle to the Monacle. "Greetings Oracle. It has been a long time," said the Monacle for all to hear.

"Master! Is that you?" the Oracle excitely and slightly confused asked. "How can there be two of you?"

Again, the Monacle laughed. "There is only one of me but there are now two Moon Dragons. I made you to answer to a Moon Dragon, Oracle. Something I did not think about then, but it appears to have worked out for the better this way." As Dree offered to return the Oracle to it's rightful owner, the Monacle shook his head and refused. "You and Arnie will be needing it soon" was all he would say.

For a while all of them sat around the Tree as the Monacle told Dree and the others his story of how he had came there and what he had been doing all of this time. As they listened, it was Arnie who noticed something about the Tree.

It began with her noticing that some small branches were leafless and in some cases dry and brittle. "The Tree is going to die!" realized Arnie. It was when this thought came to her that she also realized that the Monacle had quit talking and was looking directly at her.

"Yes, Arnie. The Tree is dying as I begin to fade. It must have a guardian to help protect it or the ills of all of the realms will overwhelm it. That was why I came here those many years ago to become the Monacle to keep magic in the realms."

"Without the Tree, magic will wither and no longer be what it once was and is. The Tree has given me a longer life than what is normal for a Dragon. It has also given me the opportunity to gather great knowledge and see into each of the many realms. Since the day I left the Oracle behind and told her to record what has happened in my absence, I have never regretted my decision to stay and guard the Tree."

"But don't you get lonely?" asked Arnie? "A Borrower is usually a loner, but we don't usually sit by ourselves in the middle of nowhere under a tree." Again, the Dragon smiled. "The Moonies visit me often as they are my helpers. They assist with maintaining the balance in the realms. The magic that the Tree freely gives also flows through me. Because of that I am able to travel everywhere in the realms to watch over things and still stay here to be the Guardian. But I am not omnificent. I can only see what occurs where I mind-travel, and I can make some small changes here and there just like our friend, Dree for an example."

This made everyone turn to look first at Dree and then back to the Monacle. "I once loved a powerful Moon Dragon before I left the Realm of Wymsy to be here. She was a white crystal Moon Dragon who has since faded but before she left, a single Dragon egg was produced and hidden in a cave to one day be hatched. She also left a single tear for that Dragonet as it would someday need."

"You Dree are that hatchling. It was not long ago I found the egg and picked a young Fae to discover you as well as sent a Brownie to look over you."

The flash of anger that appeared over Dree's face surprised Arnie. She had never seen Dree mad and she hoped never to see it again. It scared her! With a growl in his voice Dree spoke to the Monacle. "Are you saying that everything that has happened to me and my friends has been because of you!"

As the Monacle shook it's head, sadly it answered. "No, I only could start your path, each of us must make our paths. What you and the others have done has been your own choices. I only gave you the opportunity as I have watched over you. As a Moon Dragon, something I learned a long time ago is that Sunlight may banish the Darkness away, but Moonlight is the Light in the Darkness. You needed the opportunity to become what you are for soon you will be the only Moon Dragon left as I am fading away."

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