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.
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."
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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.
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 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.
"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.
"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...
"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.
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..."
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