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The Wish Dragon Clan Story

8/21/2018

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​​​​If you have not been following Griselda's story   (click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)
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​​The Dowager looked up from her cup of tea that she had been swirling in her hand and directly in the eyes of her son.  “Do you remember what I said about Dragons being literal?”  Before he could answer she continued, “Well never mind - they are.  It caused the Great Age of Befuddlement and was the first conflict of the Outies, Dragons, and Fae in the Village."
​"There was this Outie who wished for a Mountain of Gold!  I mean really, he couldn't have asked for a molehill or a hummock.  Then what did the Dragon do - but give it to him.  I don’t remember exactly what happened but the Outie received his mountain but it was not as he expected.  It was a mountain with the gold laying deep down inside of it.  This of course created chaos as all the other Outies also wanted their share of the gold and rushed to the mountain."
​"A group of Fae had been watching and didn't like the greed and fighting that broke out between the Outies.  How stupid to be fighting over something like gold.  Now being annoyed because a new mountain appears in the middle of the Village I understood.  Anyhow, these weren't the feelings and experiences the Fae had hoped to share with the Outies.  After talking among themselves, they decided to volunteer to become interpreters to the literal minded Dragons.  This way, the Fae who better understood the Dragons, hoped they could help the Outies and keep the natural balance of harmony.  As interpreters, they could also stop misunderstandings such as this from happening again.  It was this conflict that created the Wish Dragon clan.  That is where our family comes in son.”
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​Griselda standing up from her chair, leaned forward and rolled back her sleeve to show her Dragon tattoo.  “When I was a young girl, I was selected to become a Wish Dragon Guardian and receive my tattoo.  It was a special day of celebration for the clan when this ritual came to one of us."
​Whispering to herself so low that the others could not hear,  "It is a memory that is never far from my mind."  Quietly she sat, sipping her tea and staring into space, thinking back to those days, as her two listeners sat waiting for her to continue, not wanting to break the spell of her tale.
​Finally, Griselda realizes that she has been day-dreaming of the past.  "There is much more to tell, but, that will have to await another day as I am tired and the evening is here."  Rising, she continues, "When Sneefle arrives with my things, have him deliver them to my room.  I will meet with both of you again in the morning."  She nods to the Baron and then turns to look directly at Hungry, "Good night Hungry.  Sleep well this night and tomorrow I will tell you more about your heritage," smiling, she adds, "Oh... and if you like, you may take the pillow with you."
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​As the Dowager and the Dragon leave the parlor, the Baron closes his eyes, shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders.  "Oh no, I forgot all about Sneefle.  Fiddlefaddle will not be overly thrilled when he arrives..."
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Transformation - Transconfusion...

8/20/2018

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​If you have not been following Griselda's story ​(click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)
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​Hungry and the Baron were totally absorbed in what they were hearing.  This tale was no longer just a story, it was real.  "That village that was moved from the world of the Outies and into this land of Fae is the one we live in now" Griselda told them.  After another sip of tea, she continued with her story.  “At first the Fae hid from the Outies because they were so different.  Fae usually can take any shape or size desired.  Today one may float in the air and look like a small bird, tomorrow it may decide to look like a rock and stare at the sky.  That is the way of magic - time and shape mean little to Fae, it is the experiences and feelings involved that are important to them.  The Fae were attracted to the Outies because of all the new experience they got in observing them.  The Outies, because of all this shape shifting and floating rocks, were noticeably having difficulties with adjusting to the Fae.”
​"​With all this loose and chaotic magic floating around from the Outies making wishes left and right, the Dragons granting them, and the fairies trying to keep up with all these new experiences; finally, the Fae decided to request a council with the Dragons.  A decision had to be made to restore the natural order of things in the realm.  Some of the Fae still wanted to observe the Outies while others decided to migrate to the Shadow's Realm.  The Fae that left felt that they could adjust easier to hiding within shadows than to the Outies.  In the Shadow's Realm they could continue to live in the Old Ways while not scaring the Outies.” 
​“So that is why the Shadow's Realm limits who can go there,” the Baron said, drawing a stern look from his mother and Hungry for interrupting her story. 
​Griselda took another sip of her tea and began speaking again.  “Those Fae that stayed decided they would take forms that would not confuse or scare the Outies.  Most chose to look like humans with a head, hands, fingers, and toes.  The problem was the Fae had never really looked that close at the Outies.  Who looks at little things like fingers and toes when you can change your shape and form?  Anyhow,  they had just assumed they had the Fae style of  three fingers and four toes.  It was much later they found out it wasn't the case.  Oh well...  Some did noticed that the Outies had no beautiful wings though.  Most of the Fae remaining decided they could sacrifice their lovely wings to minimize the jealousy of how beautiful they looked."  
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​"But all of us were determined that we would keep our pointed ears – some things we would not change.  Anyhow, those Fae that stayed soon were accepted by the Outies and started living together in the Village on the Wall.  Shortly though, was the first of the Great  Misunderstandings to occur.  It was because of these misunderstandings that the Wish Dragon clan was created and how it came to be both the Village's aide and later be it's curse." 
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Where every good story begins...

8/20/2018

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​If you have not been following Griselda's story ​(click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)
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​​When the Baron and the Dowager returned to the Parlor with Hungry, and with Fiddlefaddle off somewhere putting his feet up after brewing a fresh pot of tea for them, it was time to start the tale.
​Placing her cup on the saucer and then setting it down on the table, Griselda began.  “Now that we are seated and I have had some tea, I will tell you how you are a Dragon my son.”  As she starts, Hungry pulls up a cushy pillow and squirms around on it.  “Hmmm,” he thinks... “this is more comfortable than my rock.”
​“Before I tell you about the Wish Dragons," Griselda continues, "I have to go even further back to when the Realm was young and just starting to be.  Everything has a beginning and so too does the Realm of Wymsy.  Would it surprise you son, that your ancestors were both of the Fae and Human world?”
​​“Mother, today nothing would surprise me after finding out that I am also a Dragon,” smiled the Baron.  Griselda smiled back at him and continued her story.

​​​“Once this land was filled with only Fae and Dragons.  Both living in harmony as they were so used to each other that neither really noticed the other.” 

“How can you not notice each other? That doesn’t make sense,” interrupted Hungry looking slightly confused.
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​​“It is like when you live a place that is so beautiful and has so many special things to see and do, you don’t notice them anymore as being anything special,” answered the Dowager.  “It was because of this that the Dragons started to travel the surrounding lands to discover new things.  A Dragon’s curiosity and thirst for knowledge is legendary.  They must have new experiences so their magic can grow and adapt.  Without change, their magic starts to grow stagnant and they become idle.  When a Dragon is idle too long, it reverts back to the stones from which it came from.”
​​Startled, Hungry jumped from his seat and looked down as if he could see through the floors of the Mansion to his rock in the cave.  “I could be sitting on another Dragon in my cave?” 
​​“It is not quite like that Hungry.  No, I don’t think you are sitting on another Dragon.  So sit back down so I can continue the story.”  Hungry snuggled back into the feather pillow.  “Purrr - I really do need to see if I can take this down to the cave later,” he thought.
​​“It was during a Dragon’s travels, looking for a new adventure, when it discovered humans. Originally, we did not know what to call them, so they became ‘Outies’ since they lived outside of our realm.  We did not call this land the Realm of Wymsy then, as both the Fae and the Dragons just knew it to be where they lived.  It wasn’t until the Outies came to the realm that it was named, but, I get ahead of myself.  Now, where was I?”
​​“You were starting to tell us about the Dragon who found humans, sorry, Outies,” quickly replied the Baron wanting to hear more. 
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​“This Dragon heard a wish in the making from a young Outie who was asking for magic.  Dragons, being extremely literal, thought, why not?  So it gave a small child named Myrddin the power of magic.”
​​“Mother, you don’t mean Merlin as in THE Merlin in the King Arthur tales that the humans speak of in the Outer Lands?” exclaimed the Baron.  “But, now that I think further on it, the Dragon was symbolic in the tales of Merlin and Arthur.  Please, Mother, go on.  This is getting more exciting!!!  I wish I would have known this before my travels in their lands.” 
​​“The Dragon returned to his land telling the other dragons about what he had found.  Soon, many of the Dragons were visiting the Outies. They were returning with new experiences and adventures that they shared with the each other.  It was about this time the Fae realized that trouble was beginning to brew.  As I said earlier, Dragons are literal. To the point of complete misunderstanding!  The Outies could ask for something like ‘food’ and get charcoal.  Now, to a Dragon, charcoal is food, so it could not understand why the Outie was not happy with having their wish answered.”  Griselda paused to take a small sip of tea as Hungry and the Baron sat quietly, waiting for her to continue the story. 
​​“One day a Dragon brought an entire village of Outies back to it's realm because a mountain that the Dragon had landed on had crumbled and was about to bury the village.  The Dragon felt so bad about it that it magically removed the entire village from their land to ours.  This village became The Village on the Wall that we live in. Yes that is that same village the dragon brought back.”
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What do you mean you are a Dragon?

8/10/2018

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​If you have not been following Griselda's story ​(click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)
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​Immediately the baby Dragon smiles and its eyes light up with a slight glow.  “I DO know you!” Hungry shouts.  “You are a Dragon!”
 
“Yes, little one, I am,” whispers the Dowager.
 
This caught the Baron off guard.  How could his mother be a Dragon.  That’s not right since she was his mother and he knew he wasn’t a Dragon.  Something else must be going on here.  “Mom, can you tell me what you two are talking about?  Please?”
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​​Griselda smiles at her son and the dragon.  "We are the Guardians and descendants of the Wish Dragon clan.  We once worked with the Wish Dragons to help make ‘Wishes’ come true.
​Why, Allowishes do you think you can find the magical creatures you save?  And why you feel the need to help and protect them?  Hungry, you are the first Wish Dragon I have seen in many, many, many years.  Sadly there was a dark time that came to the Village that destroyed the trust between the Dragons and us.  They were driven away - never to be seen again.  You, Hungry, are the answer to my 'Wish'.  Now, lets go back to the parlor so I can sit down in a comfortable chair and I will tell you all about your Dragon history."
​As the Baron and Grisdelda started walking back to the Mansion, Griselda turned to look at the baby Dragon, "Hurry up Hungry.  I am sure we can find something more comfortable for you to sit on other than a rock."
​"But I like my rock," grumbled Hungry under his breath, as he slid from the stone he had been sitting on and started following her out of the cave.
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Will a wish come true?

8/8/2018

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​Since it seemed no one was taking care of the grounds around the Mansion, a seedling dandelion was easier to find than it should have been.  "I might have to listen to Mom and actually hire more help around here," thought the Baron as he looked at the dandelions in his gardens.  Quickly picking one he returned to the parlor.  "I have it! Now off to the caves," he said as the Dowager rose from the chair and started to the door leading to the caves under the Mansion.
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​In their haste they realized they forgot the lantern.  "Don't worry Mom, you can follow me, I know the way," the Baron assured the Dowager.  The passageway was dark, but the ground was level and soon they could see the glow of a light where earlier the Baron had left the baby Dragon.  Griselda had goosebumps everywhere... to see a Dragon after so many, many, many (let's not get carried away with the many's she thought) years.  I feel again like the young maiden who just received her Dragon tattoo as a Wish Dragon Guardian. 
​"Is it too hopeful that a Wish Dragon has returned?" she mused.
​Upon entering the cave, they see the young Dragon sitting on a rock watching them.  “Hello little one.  My son says your name is Hungry and that you are a ‘Secret’.  But, you may be more than that.  We shall determine that soon.  I am the Dowager Griselda, the Baron’s mother and am very happy to meet you.  May I ask you some questions?”
​The little Dragon stared intensely at Griselda for a minute before answering.  “I will try to answer.  I feel that I should know you.  Do I?”
​“No, we have never met.  But, we may know each other or more specifically, we may know ‘of’ each other.  I am going to do something and you need to tell me if you feel anything.  Is that okay?”
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​“Will it hurt?” asked the Dragon.  “If it does, then I don’t want to do it.”
​“It will not hurt.  All I am going to do is blow on this seedling flower.  Now, tell me if you feel anything when I blow.”  Griselda made her silent wish, puckered her lips, and lightly blew on the small seedlings, sending them flying through the air.  Immediately a small flutter-by materialized in the air and landed in Griselda's hair.  "My wish has come true," she whispers.
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​​Make a Wish...
When it's true, a flutterby will come to you.
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MOM!!! What ARE you doing here???

8/7/2018

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​Now Griselda has been "patiently" waiting in the parlor for someone to show up.  "That boy had better return soon," she tells herself for the hundredth time.  Finally she hears voices in the hallway getting closer.  "It's about time," she mumbles.
​"Fiddlefaddle, you did remember to lock the door to the caves didn't you?" she hears the Baron ask as he enters the parlor.  Busy talking to Fiddlefaddle, he doesn't notice the Dowager sitting in his chair. 
​"Allowishes, where have you been?" Griselda asks.
​“Mom?!  Mom... what are you doing here?” spurts the Baron.
​“I am here because you apparently need me here!  Why was there no one to answer the door?  You really should get some more help.  I assume Fiddlefaddle is still with you, is he not?  He at least should have answered the door?  There he is now - better late than never I suppose.  Fiddlefaddle, some tea please.”

​​​“Oh this is getting even more interesting,” grumbles Fiddlefaddle as he leaves to make tea. “First a visitor in the caves and now one in the parlor and all I wanted to do was to put my tired feet up.”
​“Sit down young man.  Are you going to tell me about it or do you think you can still hide secrets from your mother?" commands Griselda as she motions to another of the chairs in the room.
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​Still a little surprised to see his mother, the Baron sat and just stared at her.  Finally he found the words to ask again, “What are you doing here Mom?  I mean, when did you get here and how was your journey?”
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​“You can ask me those questions later, let’s talk about your new house guest in the caves below the mansion.  I want to meet it… now!  Do you know what kind it is?”
​​Looking slightly confused the Baron replied, “How would I know?  Aren't all Dragons alike?”
​“Don’t worry, I will show you my son.   I would like to meet this Dragon, but before I do, I need a dandelion about to go to seed.”
​The Baron just stared at his mother and wondered if she was going crazy... or was he?







​Click here to see the tutorial on how to make your own Wish Dandelion
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The Dowager Comes Home to a...

8/3/2018

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​"Where IS everyone?  First I have to let myself into the Mansion and now I find the parlor a mess. Apparently that "boy" needs me more than I thought!  Just wait until I get my hands on him," mumbled Griselda.  "What is this? He even leaves his mail on the floor of my parlor." 
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​Stooping down to pick up the letter she notices it is from Dragonia.  "Now why is she writing him?  I hope she is okay?" the Dowager thought.  "I know it has been several moons since I last wrote to her."  As she starts reading the letter she smiles, "Now this is interesting?" 

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For those that would like to read Dragonia's letter also, here is the link.
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