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The Dragon is Hungry!

5/26/2021

Before Hungry had a chance to even put the last cookie in his mouth, Sprout piped in, “Hey... What choices Hewy, are you talking about to be made? And what about that part about despair or plenty? Is that plenty of food? How can Hungry be the cause of any despair? He’s my friend… he wouldn’t hurt anyone,” as Sprout turned toward his Dragon friend.

Parsley smiled at her son as she answered his question. “Sprout, listen to the next two parts of the prophecy as it helps explains part of the mystery. Certain things need to happen and then Hungry will have to make a choice. It will be that choice which Hungry makes that will could cause either plenty or despair. Hungry may not even know what will happen because of his decision. It may be something that will happened in the future or immediately. We won’t know until it happens.”

“What things, Mom?” asked the young Dryad.

“Hewy is well known in the Realms as a master musician. He has already played out the first part by singing us the prophecy. Though I don’t know for sure about the Dryad who has forsaken its way, and I am also not sure about what Hewy has to mend let alone what the Dragon’s token is,” she told Sprout. “Maybe the others might have figured it out as I haven’t,” she said as she looked at the others to see if anyone did have the answers.

“But Mom, what happens if the rest of the prophecy doesn't happen? Does it mean that Hungry is not the Dragon?” Now that question took Parsley by surprise. “Does it?” she thought.

Before the others could say anything, Hewy again spoke. “I have been thinking about that too and it sounds like Hungry is more than just hungry for food but also for knowledge. Maybe it is who will teach him the power of the Wishing that will cause the evil?”

Hearing this, the young Wish Dragon suddenly realized that if he could grant wishes, his first wish was to be anywhere else. Bowing his head, he quietly told the others that he did not want to be a Wish Dragon anymore.

“Hungry, I am sorry, but it doesn’t work that way,” Cornelia replied. “You are what you are, but remember, it's your intention that will make the difference. Your intentions and maybe the help of your friends. Do you intend to harm the realms?” she asked.

“No! No, I love it here. I don’t want anything to happen to anyone here. I don’t wish harm to Scarlet nor the Nytemares, or Acorn, or Meen, or any of the others I have made friends with. What should I do?” Hungry inquired – now not really asking just Cornelia but the entire group.

Dewin seeing his chance spoke up as he approached the young Dragon. “Hungry, you don’t know me. I am a wizard. My name is Dewin and maybe I can help you. I have been thinking about the prophecy a lot since Passporte’ told me about it and I think I know what you should do…”

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Is the Prophecy coming true?

5/19/2021

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Sometimes being a troll has it's advantages, especially a troll with the ability to create music. As the rest of the group continued arguing about what and why each were there at The Wishing Well, Hewy began to sing. Very softly at first, but soon, as the words continued to form in his mind, he started singing louder and louder until finally the others noticed. The arguing slowly ended as each realized that the others too had stopped and were now listening to the troll.

When the last of the Wish Dragyns are lost
and is starving for knowledge at any cost;
will choices be made by many
that will bring the Realms to despair or to plenty.

Which way will it sway and who will triumph none yet can foretell
but for good to win the evil must not prevail;
for if evil wins forever magic will be changed or lost
and the Realms will suffer at the cost.

For in the telling of this tale a musician must play
as the dryad who has forsaken it's way;
the troll will mend what was once broken
as they both must gain the Dragyn 's token.

For if this does not happen another will sway
the young mind which will drift away;
and from the lack of knowledge will the choice then be
for the Dragyn will grant the destructive plea.

When Hewy was finished and the others silently trying to figure out the song, he spoke. "Hungry, I am glad to meet you. What you just heard was a prophecy from long ago told to me by Awena of the Sleeping Sisters. We think it is about you and the choices you must make for the Realms."

"What do you mean?" asked the young Wish Dragon. "What does this 'prophecy' as you called it, have to do with me?"

As Hewy started to repeat each of the stanzas to the prophecy for Hungry, the others moved closer as they too wanted to hear it again. All of them failed to notice, so focused were they on the Troll, Dewin slowly edging closer to the Wish Dragon while summoning his magic. Just as he was ready to release his incantation, Sprigg'n bumped him and interrupted the casting of the spell.

"What are you doing interrupting me like that?" growled the angry wizard glaring at the Spite. Sprigg'n wasn't backing down and said, "You will not hinder the Dragon's decision. This day has been foretold since the day you came to the Realms and why I was born. You will have your chance to convince Hungry of your desires, but not with the magic you seek to change."

Surprised to hear such determination from the Spite, the spell vanished from his mind. "Since the Spite has gotten her own name, she should have added "pain" to the middle of it," thought the Wizard. He continued to mutter, "Now I am going to have to convince the Dragon to grant my wish by using my other plan." Turning back to the others, Dewin realized that Hewy was just finishing repeating the prophecy and was starting to answer Hungry's questions. No one had noticed.

"So you think that I am the Wish Dragon in the story, err... I mean prophecy? But how can that be if this was written long before I was born?" asked the confused Dragon. "If I am, what am I supposed to do and who are the others mentioned? Don't they have to be here also?"

Before Hewy could answer, Efem decided it was time for her to speak out. "Hungry, you are the last of the Wish Dragons. As a matter of fact, you are the last Dragon in all of the Realms that we can find. The others have all disappeared and have not returned. That is why we think you are the Dragon of the prophecy." While listening to the Tree Mother, Hungry absent mindedly started eating one of the sweets that he and The CAT had picked up on the way to The Wishing Well.

Efem, noticing his snacking, smiled as she continued, "and the hungry part, besides being also your name, may also apply to you as I watch you eating every morsel left in your take-away bag from the Sugar Plum Bakery."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed a Dragon could blush," thought Hewy as he watched Hungry quickly put the last remaining cookie back into the bag he had been carrying.

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A Peek into the Future...

5/11/2021

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The Wishing Well is bubbling with laughter as everyone from the Wish Dragon to The CAT are trying to find out who is who, what is their story, and why are they all here. So with all of this babbling going on and in the midst of the confusion, I thought I would step in for a second. Might as well give them all a few minutes to get to know each other as they soon will be realizing that they all have a part to play in regards to the Wish Dragon and maybe fulfilling the prophecy.

In the meantime, lets take a look into my crystal ball and see what other mischief might be brewing in the near future. As things come together for the Wish Dragon there are a couple new characters that will be entering the magical realms.

Well, to be truthful, one incoming character was here even before Hewy the Troll. I had originally planned to start out with my Troll King but he is a manipulative and conniving type of character. I figure he threw Hewy out to test the waters before he decided to entered the story.

But with the Return of the Trolls, now is the time for Druzzy, the Troll King, to reveal himself.

And just when I think I am figuring out the story myself, new characters pops-up in the strangest of ways. I won't let you know what I was doing, but I did observe this character hidden in a tossed bath towel on my bathroom floor. I quickly sketched him before he disappeared.

He told me he was going to be the fly in the ointment for the Troll King. He too is a King as he is the King of the Gooblins (the distant cousins to goblins who even they won't acknowledge being related to). He will be having an interesting relationship with the Troll King. You could almost call this peek into the future a Clash of the Kings (*smiling*), and yet it all comes back to the Wish Dragon.

It's amazing the power of a wish (especially when a Wish Dragon is involved).

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The Magic Begins... or "Well, well... What do we have here?"

5/5/2021

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You know, I wasn't always a wishing well. I was built many, many, many years ago to offer water to the old woman who used to live by me. Then those four silly girls came around one day and started dancing around me. At one point they started throwing in little trinkets and making wishes. The problem is when you believe in something hard enough, it can take on a life of it's own. That is how I came into being The Wishing Well.

Now I am caught up in this silly drama waiting for my part to play as well. Oh, I have choices, don't get me wrong. It is not like I 'have' to do something. By one of my little acts, things could change the outcome. But would it just delay the same results or create another whole new problem? I decided a long time ago, to just go with the flow (that's a well joke if you missed it). So, I might as well see who has already arrived and who is coming since I can feel their energy as they approach.

Yep, there is that guy who likes to hide behind bushes, I think I heard his name once. It was something like "Snoop" or "Scoop". He has been camping here since yesterday and thinks no one is hearing him as he mutters to himself about finding the Scoop of the Century. Little does he know I have been listening to his babbling (another one of those well jokes - come'on and keep up).

Oh yes, I can now feel the gentle breezes that flow (get it?) when the Tree Mothers approach. Dryads have such a soothing healing energy that I do enjoy when they visit, though they don't come as often as they did when I was younger.

Efem was my favorite Tree Mother as I did enjoy her inner light. I see that Cornelia and Parsley still like to spar with each other, that certainly hasn't changed it seems. But who is that young energy around the Troll? I haven't met him before though I can feel a connection through him to the Tree Mothers. Hmm... that is interesting. Now the Troll certainly is a different vibration. Usually they are so slow and stagnate (think water... come'on these are funny), but this Troll has a different beat around him. I do believe he is going to have an important part in the prophecy if now is the time for it to happen.

Wow! That is a power I have not felt in eons! It seems that the time has come after all. A Wish Dragon has returned. He is what must have started this whole hullabo. His energy is so strong that I barely feel The CAT with him. I wonder if he knows what it really means to be a Spite to a Wish Dragon. If the others thought The CAT was a nuance before, they haven't seen anything yet if my guess is right.

With almost everyone here, its fun to watch the others circling around me. Each looking at the others and wondering what the other wants with the young Dragon.

Ahhh... now we all come together... for here is the wizard and the Spite who I gave my mirror too approaching like a tidal wave hitting the beach (okay... if you missed that one you really don't have a sense of humor and maybe aren't well --[wishing well that is - sorry just had to throw in one more]).

As Dewin, the Wizard, and Sprigg'n approach The Wishing Well, they are surprised to see so many others there. "Where did they all come from?" the wizard whispered to the Spite. "I thought we were only going to meet the Dragon." Before Sprigg'n could answer, Hungry noticed them walking down the trail and the first thing his eyes latched onto was what Sprigg'n was carrying. "You have MY PILLOW!" roared the Dragon.

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