Fae sat with Trolls laughing and telling stories. Even the Wysps were invited to join in with the others as all were taking in the celebration. "They probably won't even notice I am gone," Dree smiled as he turned to enter the portal with the Moonies. Not everyone was unaware though. Arnie had been watching Dree for a while as she had noticed that he seemed to be 'off somewhere else' since he had first created the portal for the others to escape from the World of Whispers. "Now that I am a Finder instead of a Borrower," she thought, "This looks like the right time to keep an eye on my friend. He's looking for something," and with that thought and smile, she followed him. She was right! Dree was looking for something and now was the time to visit with the other Moon Dragon. Maybe, just maybe, he would finally find his Dragon family. Dree knew he had 'family' here in Wysmy. The others in the village and beyond had all taken him in. They all had helped him grow up and for that he would be forever thankful. But sometimes he wished to know what had happened to his parents and if he had any brothers or sisters. And that is truly a sad thing thought the young Moon Dragon when a Wish Dragon can't even create his own wish. The Oracle had told him that the Outies had something like 'Genie-all-a-gee' which helped them to know their ancestors. The way the Oracle explained it, it still involved a lot of guesses to who were your relatives were too. Dree wasn't too worried about guesses as Dragons live for a very long time and if one relative was found, it would not be hard to talk to that one directly. That was what was on Dree's mind when he stepped through the portal. Both he and the Moonies were so busy that they did not notice Arnie stepping through the portal immediately after they did!
"It's not far from here," Arnie heard Meerher tell Dree. "The Monacle will probably even know you are coming." This surprised Dree. "How would that be?" he asked. "The Monacle watches over the Tree. The Tree is the provider of magic in the realms and without it, all magic would disappear. Your magical spoon is from the tree. That is another way magic can be focused and directed. Wizards like to make wands from branches of the tree when the tree decides to provide them which is rare." Meerher was quiet for a moment as she realized to herself, "I guess that is why there aren't that many wizards now that I think about it."
Now Arnie was proud of her skills at being stealthy when she was a Borrower, but Arnie had never borrowed from a Dragon before and did not know how sensitive their hearing and sense of smell were. Dree had known that she had followed him through the portal and that she was following behind them now. Finally when he decided that the Moonies would not be able to send her back Dree stopped and turned towards where Arnie was hiding. "Arnie, you can come out now and join us," he said to the surprised Finder. "Come up here so you can be introduced properly as my friend."
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It was in Wales that we discovered a little known town of Furnace and saw the Dyfi Furnace that use to create ancient metal. Of course the building looked like it had been built with a dragon in mind, for who else could keep the hot blazes going? So, in 2017 an idea was born. Now it took a little while for something to manifest, for dreams are like that. Dreams are the inspiration, the what-ifs, but often they need help to come from the world of dreams to my world. Just like those lost in the World of Whispers, a helping hand is often needed to bring those ideas through a portal to end up in a different place.
Though, now it is almost time to close the path on the story of the little Wish Dragon that started in the Fall of 2017. He has come into his own power and though his energy and magic is going to be fueling many more stories ahead, he and I felt that there should be a moment of transformation. There are many more dreams ahead to bring through my ME portal. So even though the Hungry/Dree's story will be ending, there is still a need for magic in my world and I can't wait to see how it will manifest. So thank you to those that have walked this path with me and I hope you will continue to do so as I see where my dreams take me and what characters in the Realm of Wymsy appear next...
Ellie nodded her head to agree thinking to herself, "I hope I don't say something I shouldn't." She then started to stroll around the outside circle of people, listening and watching. As Ellie watched the others that were talking to the lost ones who had come through the portal from the World of Whispers, Meerher slowly had been working her way over to the young Moon Dragon. As she moved closer to Dree she took the opportunity to grab a small plate of some Granny Flare's treats along the way. "Dree, do you have a few minutes?" Meerher asked holding the plate up as to offer him a snack. Looking up to see who was asking, Dree saw it was Meerher and answered. "Of course. I want to thank you again for the help with the spoon. Do you need it back now?" he asked as he took one of the sprinkled unicorn dusted cookies that sparkled at him with temptation from her plate.
The Moonie House Mother knew that she going to have to be careful on how she answered that question. After a short breath, she said, "Dree, would you like to meet the other Moon Dragon clan member? I know that you are busy and all, but I can take you to him if you would like." Oh, this had been something he had been thinking about ever since he found out that there was another Moon Dragon. Even more so now that he found out that other Moon Dragon was still alive! But could he leave now? Should he stay and help the lost ones find their homes? These were all the things he had been pondering. It was like Meerher was reading his mind. "Dree, while the others are still sorting out everyone, which that will take some time, you could go see the Monacle by using a portal. It would just be a short trip" Meerher continued. Dree had been in his own thoughts and had been half listening until she said 'the Monacle'. "What did you call him?" he asked Meerher. "That is what we call Tun'Gul. He is the Monacle to the Tree," Meerher answered. "That is where the magical spoon you used came from," she continued. Looking at the spoon he still held for a few seconds and then out over the picnic area, he made his decision. "I will go with you but I have something to take care of first. Wait here and I should be back shortly," Dree said decisively. Meerher replied to him not to hurry as she had to find E'luminosity who was somewhere in the crowd helping the others. Nodding his head, the Dragon than turned and started out to one of the small groups where the other Dragons were gathered. He wanted to see Siate' and Aralt before he left to make sure there would be no mischief while he was away!
"Drai’ochtluan, I and the Dragon Herald were discussing with the other dragons about a trip we will be taking to find more of our kind. Someone needs to help them on their return to our ancestral home here in the Realm of Wymsy. Do you bless such an undertaking?" Knowing down deep inside that there was probably more to this 'trip' than Dree knew, he decided that it was the perfect way to make sure the two of them did not stir up any trouble for a while at least. "I think that is a great idea," he answered. "Will the others go with you?" Smiling her predatory smile (and making Dree even more convinced that she and Aralt were planning something), she told him that only the two of them would be going and as much as the picnic was very entertaining, they would be leaving right away. "No sense letting things wait," she said as they walked towards a cave where a magical portal suddenly appeared and they stepped through. After she left and the other Dragons were sure she was truly gone, they surrounded the Moon Dragon to welcome him. Dree took all the good "slaps on the back" greetings good naturally as everyone was still hesitant to wish anything or anyone well just yet. Dree knew that this might not be the perfect time to leave the Dragons but he thought to himself, "It's just a short trip... especially through a portal. What could go wrong?"
"It is great too on how everyone pulled together to help rescue those mis-enchanted," Fiddlefaddle said as he turned to watch the crowd at the food tent and the young Moon Dragon standing among them. "Who would have thought that little Dragon born in the depths of the Baron's mansion would be so powerful... as well as being our friend," Fiddlefaddle murmured to Sneefle before his brother started sneezing. Turning back towards his brother, Fiddlefaddle noticed that Sneefle had a small box in his hands. "Are you carrying Moon Flowers, Sneefle? You know how they make you sneeze. Plus the Dragons will soon be sniffing them! You know that they are their favorite, almost as much as ambrosia and we don't need a Dragon feeding frenzy right now," stated Fiddlefaddle as he looked at Sneefle hiding his hands behind his back.
The two brothers stood for a moment more looking at each other before turning towards the huge tent the Brownies had set up to fed everyone.
"Come, little brother," said Fiddlefaddle as he put his arm out and over Sneefle's shoulders to pull him along. "Time we checked in with the Baron to see what we can do about finding these people their homes." As Sneefle and Fiddlefaddle started back to the tent, Sneefle's attention was temporarily caught by seeing the Moon Dragon talking to the Dowager, King Dulbbe, and Queen Ffion. "Yes, that is another thing to check up on," thought Sneefle as he was sure the Dragons weren't totally happy with what was happening here. Especially now with a new Moon Dragon appearing. "I wonder what new disaster that will bring to the Realm of Wymsy?"
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