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Dinner and a dash of Snooping...

7/28/2020

Shortly after Parsley returned to her room and finished preparing for dinner, one of the novice Sisters arrived to lead her and the others to the meal. Hewy, nervously fiddling with his necklace, followed the others down the mass of connecting hallways as they headed to the dining room. He heard Efem ask the Sister if they would be meeting their host to which the novice replied,

"This meal is for you, our guests. There will be no others there tonight," the Sister answered.

Disappointed, Hewy knew he wouldn't be getting his answers this evening. Walking slower he started to look down the adjoining hallways in hopes of at least seeing Awena. At one hallway he noticed a grand entrance way with the doors not quit closed. He was about to look in when the Sister appeared and whisked him away to join the others who were waiting for him in the dining room.

Dinner was quiet with only a few words said as each of the travelers ate. They tried to make small talk about some of the strange things that they were finding in their rooms but even Sprout was quiet as he ate his weight in food. Shortly it was over and the Sister lead each of them back to their room asking if there was anything they needed. Again they were each told the same thing that "You will meet with Sister Awena in the morning. Good Night."

As the Sister left Hewy, he had already decided that he was not going to wait that long. One gift that every troll has is that they cannot get lost. They instinctively can always find their way back from anywhere they have ever traveled. This made it easy for Hewy to return to the doors that he wanted to open and to see what was inside. Call it inspiration or just a feeling, but he knew that he must see what was behind the doors.

Upon arriving, Hewy discovered that the doors were already open as if waiting for him. A moment of doubt entered his mind, but only a moment. He came to see what the Petal Post message meant and if Awena had anything to do with it. No time to turn around and leave now...

As he entered, he noticed a Sister was sitting and meditating in the center of a large room. Quietly he neared to get a closer look as he could see something most trolls don't see every day - a magical light floating from her hands.

"Hewy, please take a seat before me. I have been waiting for you," the Sister said. Startled, he sat before her and watched as she continued her meditations. Soon the magical light was extinguished and she opened her eyes. It was then that Hewy was sure. He had found Awena after all of these years!

So many things came to his mind. So many questions, but all he could finally tell her was, "I have missed you." Smiling sadly, she felt his pain for she also felt the loss of their young love but she knew that she had made the right decision to join the Sisters. She had a part to play in telling him of the prophecy that he was fated to be a player in. It was in her latest clouded vision of the one who would bring the greatest threat to the Realms that made her glad to see Hewy and yet afraid for him. Things still weren't clear enough in her mind to know how this was all going to occur especially with the changes that the prophecy alluded too.

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The weary travelers arrive...

7/21/2020

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As Hewy and the others continued their trek following the magpie, twilight was just starting and the woods were slowly beginning to get a little darker. "I hope we get there soon or it will be a long night out under the stars," he thought. The others were beginning to think the same thing when all of a sudden a line of purple sparkles appeared on the side of the trail leading off into the undergrowth.

Landing on a tree branch at the start of the magical markers, the magpie sat and pointed with his head for the travelers to follow the magic. Sprout, as usual and probably thinking with his stomach, rushed ahead to follow the trail before the others. As the rest passed the bird, Parsley quietly said "Thank You" as the bird acknowledged with a short nod of his head before flying off.

"It appears we are here," Sprout told the others as they came through the bushes and saw a tree house with a small door, window, and several mushrooms. "I thought all of the mushrooms reported to you Parsley as the head of the Mushroom Line," Cornelia asked? "Why didn't you know about this place?"

Surprised as the others, Parsley just shrugged her shoulders. "Apparently they don't tell me everything it appears," she thought to herself.

As they approached the door and before they could knock, it was opened from within by one of the Sisters. "I have been told to greet you upon your arrival. A room has been prepared for each of you and after you have had a chance to freshen up, a meal will be served," she told them. "Can we eat first? I am starving," Sprout eagerly replied almost before the Sister had finished. He realized that he had said the wrong thing immediately when he looked at Parsley and got 'The Mother' stare... "Sorry, thank you," he quickly told the Sister.

As they were lead up the winding stairs (they were inside of a tall tree after all), they were all surprised at the great number of books, bottles, jars, and scrolls everywhere. As they passed one room with the door left open, Parsley could see a large selection of herbs and powders that she would love to spend more time in. "I must find my way back to this room, " she told herself.

As luck would have it, her room was directly across the hall and as the others were being taken to their rooms, Parsley quietly snuck out and took a quick peek at the contents of the room. She had never seen so many books on Herbology before. "This must have taken a long time to gather this many," she thought to herself.

Looking at the powders and potions next, she saw some that even she could not recognize. Finding a mixing bowl already filled with some herbal leaves that one of the Sisters had started to mix together, she decided she would see what would happen. As she began to grind the leaves...CRACKLE...POOF!

Silently she sat everything down. "I guess I now know where Sprout gets his spontaneous urges from," she realized as she quickly returned to her room to prepare for dinner.

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Practice, practice, practice...

7/14/2020

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"Sisters, they are coming. We must prepare," Awena told the others as she blew away the flames of her vision. In it she had just seen Hewy and the others following the magpie she had sent to guide them.

"Ah Hewy, you look as young as when we first met. To bad it was never to be," she thought, but only for a moment as she would never have changed her life of being a Sleeping Sister. Before Awena had ever met Hewy and had fallen in love, she had been gifted with the talent of clear knowing.

Of all of the intuitive abilities - the clear knowing is the strongest as Awena receives prophetic dreams and visions of future events. She instantly knows which are true and which are not. When she had met Hewy those many, many years ago, it had been a surprise to her as she had never had a vision of him before that day. There were times afterwards, while she was serving as a novice in the Order, that she tried to see him in her visions but he was always cloudy and the dreams were never clear. Only recently as she was trying a new higher order lesson to enhance her abilities did she start to understand why.

Awena had been thrilled back then to be asked to join the Order of the Sleeping Sisters because of her ability. Her first task as a novice was working in the huge library so she could begin her studies of the Language of the Flowers. She was surprised to also find that they not only had the Language of the Flowers but Sign Language, Ogham Letters, and the Ganome shorthand she had learned as a child. She soon learned that the flower language was slow (who knew that flowers didn't talk very fast), as compared to her Ganome shorthand. She started to explore the great library in her boredom. It was during those explorations when she discovered the prophecy. It was a very obscure reference to a time when a Wish Dragon would make a choice that could change the Realms and how a Troll would play a part in the balance. Reading the prophecy reminded her of Hewy, so she read it again and again and again until she had memorized it.

It was while she was practicing her new lesson when a thought of Hewy popped into her head. The magic just happened and the prophecy became clear to her. The Troll in the story was Hewy and the events predicted in the prophecy were now!

"Hewy, my love, our future may all depend on you. I hope you and your friends are ready for the story I will tell when you arrive," she told herself.

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Who are they???

7/6/2020

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As Hewy, Cornelia, Efem, Parsley and Sprout started their trek through the Woods on their way to see the Sleeping Sisters, Hewy had his head bent down looking at his hands trying to figure out what was happening to him. He had started his day with just trying to find a song and now here he was going to meet with the Sleeping Sisters. Slowly, he turned his head towards Efem and asked, "I have no idea what Petal Posts are about and will admit I am confused why I would get one. Can you tell me more about them or what you think this is all about?"

Efem, taking the petal post from Hewy, was silent for a moment as they continued walking on the trail. Finally she replied, "They don't go out to just anyone. They are the special messages sent by the Sleeping Sisters and only someone who knows the Language of the Flowers can read them. You were fortunate enough to have brought your Petal Post to us, but then again, the Sisters normally do not leave much to chance."

"Mom, who are the Sleeping Sisters? I've seen you get Petal Posts before, but you never say much about who sends them to you," asked Sprout. Taking a slight breath, knowing that her son was just bored and was trying to keep his mind off of food, Parsley decided it just might be time he learned a little about the Sisters who watched over the Realms and were all powerful.

"The Sleeping Sisters, were in the beginning, just four sisters that each had a unique ability," Parsley told Sprout. "One sister had the ability of clear seeing. That is where she could see things in her mind. Another sister had the ability to have clear feeling."

"What does that mean?" Sprout interrupted. Before Parsley could answer, Cornelia replied, "That is where she could feel things. Do you ever just act on a feeling but don't know why?" Sprout could understand that as he often went with his gut feeling of things. "Not that it always was right," he muttered to himself as he remembered the times when it sounded so good at the moment but turned into trouble later.

Cornelia continued the story with talking about the third sister, "And another of the Sisters had clear hearing." Looking at Sprout to make sure he was paying attention, "Which meant she would pick up on messages with songs or vibrations. This is who the Hummingbird Express and the Bee-Gs report too."

Parsley completed with "And the final sister had clear knowing. This is where she would get information through dreams or visions and can foresee an event as it will happen."

Hewy, who had been listening to the conversation and sorting through what had been said, wondered about the thought that was still in his head since he first held the Petal Post. "I once lost my heart to a ganome who said she could know things through dreams. I wonder if there is a connection to this message," he told the others as they continued following the bird that was leading them further down the trail and hopefully to the Sleeping Sisters.

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