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.
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.
"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?"
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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.
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?" 
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.
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*)?
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*.
"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:
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