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Blue on Blue...

1/18/2022

As the Baron and Dowager are taking home the book they borrowed from Atian's library to study, I thought this might be a good time to reveal a little about my new 'borrower' Arnie (or Armina when she is in BIG trouble).

To begin with, I am not a big music trivia person. I might be able to come up with a singer's name or a name to a song but never together which is why I find it funny how sometimes my characters talk to me through music.

Arnie is going to have blue accents as she is neither pyksee nor eemp but maybe a little bit of both (but don't tell the pykees or eemps that as they would feel insulted to be considered in any part a 'borrower'). As I am painting her nails, the song 'Blue on Blue' by Bobby Vinton popped into my head and yes, I had to look it up (*lol). The only the words that kept flying around in my head was the one line - "blue on blue, I can't get over losing you".

As I thought of my little "borrower" I wondered what could be worse than "borrowing" something, feeling the excitement of gaining it running through one's veins, and then to have to lose it when having to either swap it or return it? Remember, the Borrowers never steal for gain but 'borrow' things for knowledge and the bling (*lol). Now Arnie has her theme song!

What's next? Getting Arnie out of the kiln - but before she goes in for her final firing - I want to make sure that her "looks" will go with her wig and eyes... and hopefully, after all of this hard work, she will be revealed in the way she wants to be when she comes out of hiding.

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After Hours Visit...

1/12/2022

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"What makes you think I have a lockpick set with me?" asked the Baron to his mother.

"You never go on an adventure without them and every time you leave the mansion you always have your tools hidden somewhere in case an adventure begins," answered the Dowager. "Besides, I saw you put them into your coat pocket before we left. We need to make a stop before going home, so you'll be needing them."

Smiling, the Baron pulled out the little leather case holding his 'tools' from his jacket pocket and said, "Do you mean these?" as he held them in his hand. "What adventure are we starting?" Griselda glanced over to see the ring of tools he held and then back to watching outside the carriage window.

"We are going to Atian's. Well, since he is gone, we are going to visit his library. We need something I hope is there," the Dowager said as she continued looking out the carriage window. "I am hoping that since his book collection is the oldest that I know of that there will be a book somewhere there that might help us learn more."

The Baron knew from the way she talked that he would get no more from her so he put away his lockpicks and settled back into his seat for the remainder of the ride.

Soon the Nytemare pulled the coach to the entrance of Atian's cottage where the Realm of Wymsy library was shelved. "We should be back shortly..." the Dowager told the Nytemare as she exited the carriage, "and please wait for us."

As they approached the cottage door, the Baron pulled out his tool set to unlock the door...

"I guess the library knows we are here?" the Baron whispered to the Dowager as he put the unused tool kit back into his pocket. She did not answer, only pushed the door the rest of the way open and walked in. "We are looking for the reference section," was all she said as she lit a candle by the door, picked it up, and started down a row of bookshelves peering into the small alcoves filled with books. Shaking his head from side to side as he wondered what she was looking for, he knew enough to follow and stay out of her way until she found it.

As she continued down another row of shelves lined with books of all sizes, the Baron noticed that his mothers arm was beginning to glow and it was not the one holding the candle... "Mom, I think something is happening..." he started to say as she glared at him for the interruption but before she could tell him to keep looking, she too noticed that her arm was glowing. It was the Dragon Clan tattoo! "We have found it... or more precisely it has found us!" she whispered to her son. "Look around. It must be somewhere close by."

Having no idea what they were looking for, the Baron started pulling several books and scrolls from the shelves and handed them to his mother so she could read the titles. Soon it became obvious which book she sought because as the Baron handed one to her, the book began to glow just like her tattoo.

"We are done here. I will leave a note for the house brownie watching over the Library that we are borrowing the book while you let the Nytemare know we will be ready to leave shortly. We need to return to the Mansion," the Dowager told her son. "Right after you put the other books back that is ~ after all, a house brownie is not someone to upset, which she would be, after seeing this mess."

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Break'n the Rules...

1/4/2022

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The party was over without the Borrowers showing up and all that was left to do now was to send the few that always have to be told that it was time for them to go home to leave. That... and of course the cleaning up.

As the Dowager, Griselda, and the Baron said their goodbyes to Hungry and the Shadows' King, Griselda was thinking about all that Hunter had told her about what he knew of the tablet. "Not much," she thought. "I probably know more about Dragon tablets than he does." This thought disturbed her because she knew that the Baron and Hunter were correct in their concerns about the troubles this tablet could bring.

Dragons have a very long memory. Some people think that an elephant does, but in comparison to a Dragon, the elephant is just a passing thought. Part of this goes back to Dragons living to very old ages. Where 'Outies' measure events in years, the Dragons measure in eons. Few of the fae live to be as old as a Dragon and it has been a long time since the Dragons left the realms, but Griselda remembers. She was after all a Dragon Clan member and talked to Dragons more than any other fae and that is why the discovery of a Dragon tablet bothered her so much.

Griselda knew that Dragons only wrote down something on a tablet so it would not be forgotten. That usually meant that tablets were for a secret not to be shared freely or something so important that no Dragon should ever forget it!

So, as her and the Baron entered the coach, she was thinking about what to do...

"Hunter, dear, do you mind if your Nytemare takes me on a couple of errands before we return home?" she asked the Shadows' King. "It won't be much out of the way to the Baron's Mansion and these old bones are not up to much more exercise today."

As the Baron forced back a smile, knowing that his mother could still work circles around him, he knew she was up to something and added, "We would appreciate it."

Not wanting to appear uncourteous, he whispered instructions to the Nytemare to be available for them for the night and to take them where ever they requested and soon they were on their way.

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