As Dewin walked down the trail in the Woods looking for the Dragon, he realized soon it would be Samhain (pronounced 'SAH-win'). The day celebrated as the end of light going into the shadows and the opportunity for great magicks. For it was on October 31st that the magic of the Ether spilled into all other realms. "How I would wait for that day each year to try a new conjuring," he remembered. "But, now that I am in a Realm of magic, I had nearly forgotten how important that day was to me."
As he continued down the trail, deep in his thoughts of the various Samhain celebrations, he nearly bumped into Passporte'. They both were traveling (in opposite directions and but with the same purpose) as Dewin was daydreaming about the past while Passporte' was trying to walk and write in his journal at the same time. After all - time wasn't meant to be wasted for this time traveler. He wanted to capture his thoughts while they were still fresh in his mind about his newest adventure, looking for a Wish Dragon.
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