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4/30/2019

"Oh, thank you for the shade Maple," Efem told the towering tree as she sat down. There was nothing better than a nice lazy afternoon communing with her tree friends. Efem, being a tree mother, loved to share her "wisdom" with the other trees as they watched the new saplings sprout in the grove. “Little Willow over there looks like she will grow to be a great golden willow from the looks of that crown of shiny new leaf buds,” she told the other trees.

As she was about to say something more, she heard a rustling noise coming from behind her. Quickly she started to raise her arms into the air so she could turn into a tree if needed, but hesitated when something pink out of the corner of her eye appeared. Before she was able to change, a shimmering glow flashed and she was suddenly surrounded by Dusty Mytes.

Efem, had a special gift of being able to communicate with them because of her dryad root connect to the earth. She could talk to all of plants and animals, not through words exactly, more like pictures and feelings.

At first she wasn't thrilled at being surprised when the Dusty Mytes appeared, but now she was becoming confused. They were feeling sorry about something and wanted her help - which they had never asked before.

It took her a minute to finally understand, but it appeared that something had happened to Nemmer and they were sorry.

As she was trying to figure how to image a question back to the Dusty Mytes about what had happened, another Dusty Myte appeared with Nemmer’s mask.

“Oh no… Nemmer never goes anywhere without his mask…”

“Oh Nemmer, what has happened? Where are you?”…

Where did that blasted mask go?” Nemmer muttered not for the last time as he continued his journey through the woods to Efem’s place. “When I get to Efem’s grove, maybe she can get the trees to help me find my mask,” he thought. “I normally don’t just lose things, so it still makes me wonder how I lost my mask. I’m sure those blasted Dusty Mytes had something to do with it.”

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Cat up a Tree...

4/23/2019

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Have you ever had to get a cat out of tree? Luckily I haven't, but I have heard enough stories about them being stuck in a tree. When I thought about it, I knew that Efem needed such a furry "friend".

Plus I saw this cute, cheeky cartoon cat and was kind of challenged to try to capture it (thanks Snobbies, Snobbies, Snobbies). So here I am, trying my hand at needle-felting a feline for Efem.

As I started, I soon realized that before I became too caught-up on the face, I had better put the head on a body.

Efem has been keeping me busy. First with her outfit and hair, and now her feline friend.

Surprisingly, with all of Efem's aspects being brought to light - her tree mother outfit, her glowing hairpiece, and now the feline magical energy - this doll creator (like the cat) knows no leap is too far to take when being out on a limb for my sweet tree dryad.

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Nemmer is out looking again...

4/11/2019

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Nemmer, the Archer of the Elfshot Guild, was sent on an errand by his wife to find some apples. He needed them so he could finally re-qualify to be an appleshot archer. Being re-qualified was for himself, but he also knew that the "wifie" likes the extra gold sheckles that would come from the Guild with the re-qualification.

She had also told him that Efem would be able to get him the apples, so Nemmer was off to find her. Efem, being a tree nymph, was friends to another nymph who lived in an apple tree and was willing to trade a few apples.

As he was walking through the forest, singing his favorite song, he kept his eyes open for those annoying Dusty Mytes…

(sung to the tune of ‘Little Bunny Foo Foo’)

Great Archer Nemmer,
walking through the forest,
scooping up the Dusty Mytes
and boppin’ ‘em on the head.

Down came the good fairy and she said,

Great Archer Nemmer,
I don’t want to see you
scooping up the Dusty Mytes
and boppin’ ‘em on the head.
I’ll give you three chances,
and if you don’t behave
I’ll turn you into a …

As he was singing, Nemmer realized he was starting to forget the next words of the song. “How could I forget my favorite song?” he started to wonder when he suddenly realized that there must be Dusty Mytes in the area.

"There must be more than one if they can make me forget my song. Grrrr… I will put a stop to that!” Ducking behind a large bush, he quickly put on his mask to protect him from the Dusty Mytes' "Forgetfulness", and began his search for the little critters.

Flitting from bush to tree to rock, he finally spies them. “Terrific! I found three of them together. This must be my lucky day!”

Quietly sneaking up to the Dusty Mytes and reaching down to scoop them up, the string holding his mask comes untied and the mask falls off. The Dusty Mytes, hearing the mask hit the ground, suddenly realize that he is upon them. With Nemmer's protective mask gone, they quickly douse him in forgetful dust - blowing it out of their long trunk-like noses.

Sometime later, Nemmer finds himself walking down the forest trail, humming his song, trying to remember why was he going to Efem’s house. “Oh well, it will come to me when I get there.”

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