And a Prophecy is Unveiled...

Now that Hewy had found Awena, all of the things he wanted to say seemed to have fallen out of his mind, so he sat and stared at her.  Finally it was Awena who spoke.

"It is good to see you Hewy.  You still look like the troll I met so many years ago."

"The moment I saw you, it felt like it was just yesterday.  The years have been kind to you," replied Hewy.  Her comment finally broke the ice between them and slowly they just sat and talked of what each had been doing since they last were together.  

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.

​When the last of the Wish Dragyns are lost
and is starving for knowledge at any cost;
will choices be made by many
that will bring the Realms to despair or to plenty.

Which way will it sway and who will triumph none yet can foretell
but for good to win the evil must not prevail;
for if evil wins forever magic will be changed or lost
and the Realms will suffer at the cost.
​
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.

​For if this does not happen another will sway
the young mind which will drift away;
and from the lack of knowledge will the choice then be
for the Dragyn will  grant the destructive plea.

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.