This land I am in is beautiful and very warm right now. I seem to be surrounded by others too that are the results of dreams and inspiration, so I am in very good company.
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Especially as they haven't shared their names with me, other than Moonie 1 and Moonie 2. It has something to do about the connection they share with the fairy tale that was born when they were "born". I think that when their fairy tale becomes more of a tale shared, then they will share their name.
"Hazelwyn, who is this Arnie and what is it that you expect them to do?" she asked. "Let's go to my home, Roslie," replied Hazelwyn. "We can talk better there," she said while she silently thought to herself "and in privacy". As Roslie and Hazelwyn went to leave the library, Hazelwyn took a quick look over her shoulder before leaving the building. "It never hurts to be aware of who is watching, let alone listening," she thought to herself. Not seeing anyone paying any attention to them, she turned and followed Roslie out of the library doors and into the street to see if they could locate a Finder. In the meantime while Roslie and Hazelwyn begin looking for Arnie, I have a new DreamWeaver to bring into the story.
While we are waiting to see if my new creation will make it through the mold stage - back to my "policy" on AI. To read more - click here to see my take on using it. The only other thing I will add is that I do use some AI and several other graphic art programs to help in creating pictures for my storytelling (which the story is never done with AI), so that you experience a unique "peek into" their world. Without some computer magic, their story might not reach as many who need a touch of whimsy in their lives.
Hazelwyn returned to the book she had been reading as Roslie moved closer to see. "It says here that Hag was of the Moon and the Stars. The other Guardian was of the Earth and Woods. It took her magic and feminine arts with his male brawn and... " as Hazelwyn paused in her recital as Roslie did a little giggle. "Do you see what else she wrote?" Roslie asked. Before Hazelwyn could answer, she continued "It said and I quote, 'should I say little thought to help open the doors to our Realm.' Apparently Hag has a slight ego about her importance in the plot of things." No sooner than Roslie finished saying those words, a great gust of cold wind came through the room. Both Hazelwyn and Roslie looked at each other wondering who would have opened a window, especially in the restricted area of the library.
Before them they could see an old woman puttering around in her small kitchen. Then they heard the knock. A younger woman entered the hut and Hag spun her a tale and a dream. To discover what that tale was click here. After Hag gave the woman her dream, instantly Hazelwyn and Roslie were back in the library. A little shaken and windblown, Roslie looked around the room and whispered to the other, "What just happened?" In awe and also in some shock, Hazelwyn replied, "We just saw the dream that created our world. That was a portal in time that was opened for us to see." "I know that Hag is no longer in that hut," Hazelwyn said, "But I have a feeling we are suppose to find that hut again." "Do you think we could?" asked Roslie. "I do, especially with the help of Arnie who is now a Finder of Lost Things instead of being a Borrower of Others Things," Hazelwyn answered. "It is important to locate the hut and find the door key to it as well."
"Hi," said Roslie. "What an amazing library this is." All that Hazelwyn could focus on was the tea in Roslie's hand and that she was holding a bag from the Sugar Plum Bakery. "What are you doing here?" Hazelwyn asked. Roslie smiled as she replied, "I overheard an anxious library clerk placing an order for you and thought I would help out. He seemed to be quite nervous, like he never has left the library building before. So yes, I have some tea and crumpets for us to share. What are you working on?" she asked curiously. "You are a life saver, Roslie but I must get back to my research," Hazelwyn told her as she reached for the sweets Roslie had brought. She then turned around to return to the book she had left open on the table. Roslie followed Hazelywn to the table and seeing the ancient book, she read upside down the name on the page that it was open to, "Hag, the Dream Weaver". With an eagerness to her voice and a touch of meddling thrown in, Roslie asked, "Who was she and what is a Dream Weaver?" Hazelwyn looked up at Roslie and asked "Will you keep what I tell you to yourself? Not share it with anyone, even your sisters the Roses? Cross your toes and bite your nails?" Roslie looked back at Hazelwyn raising her hand as she replied. "I will not tell a soul, or a bump in the night, or a living thing! Now who is this Hag?"
Taking a bite of the crumpet, then swallowing, she reached for the cup of tea. With the cup in her hand, she raise it as offering a toast and said, "We will drink to our new friendship and mission."
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