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?"
0 Comments
"I told you that we should have left him alone this time," one Wysp told the others. "Now he is really mad!" Really mad was an understatement, Aralt was furious! His corolla was missing and after seeing so many Wysps around he finally figured out who had taken it. "Today is not the day for this to happen," growled Aralt as he wanted to have his magical crown when he and Siate' met the young Dragon named Dree. "My Emerald Dragon Stone will let me hear the mind-speaking of the Dragons, but without the corolla, I won't be able to nudge them to my desires." This is how Drat found him. "This will be easier than I thought," Drat realized as he watched both Aralt and the Wysps. Slowly stalking behind the arguing group of Wysps, Drat whispered from behind them that maybe they should head for the free food at the SPICE cave nearby where Allspice and Nutmegg were preparing food and drink for the meeting.
Aralt didn't hesitate to chase the Wysp holding his crown out of the cave and ended up following them towards the SPICE kitchen. Smiling, Drat waited a minute before slowly following them all so he could be there to watch the excitement when Dree and the others arrived. As the Wysps were being chased by Aralt, Nutmegg was setting up a small tent and some tables for the food that Allspice was bringing out from the kitchen in their cave. "They should be getting here soon," thought Nutmegg as he finished with the tables. As Nutmegg finished, Allspice stepped out of the cave with a box of food and said, "They should be here soon." Nutmegg just smiled at his boss and shook his head in amusement.
Soon it looked like it was going to be the biggest picnic that the Realm of Wymsy had ever seen. Just about everyone was there! Everyone but the Dragons... As the Wysps, being followed by Aralt, appeared so did a very smug looking Drat. It was then that the Dragon Queen, Siate', decided to make her grand entrance out of her cave too. As she left her cave, other Dragons started to appear behind her. Aralt decided that he needed to be there and vowed to get even with those irritating Wysps later as he went to stand by Siate's side as the Dragon Herald. As more and more Dragons appeared from the other caves in the area, the Wysmy townspeople grew quiet and stared. They had no idea that there were that many Dragons who had returned to the Realm. Soon many of the Wysps started to ignore the free food and began mumbling to each other as they pointed at each new Dragon as it appeared. It did not take long for Siate' to be standing at the head of the Dragons as if she was the queen of them all. In her mind she was their Queen as soon as she could take care of this young Dragon Dree. Hopefully today would be that day so the others would not challenge her authority over them since Dragons did not believe in royalty or governments for themselves. Dragons were pragmatic though as they did respect power and intelligence. Just as Siate's was becoming irritated, Aralt stepped up to her side. "Where is this young Dragon?" she asked him. Aralt looking around quickly and replied "He is not here". She had thought that Dree had already arrived when she had made herself known and now here she was waiting for him to appear. "I will make him pay for this," grumbled Siate' as she tapped her long talons on a rock while she waited for Dree to arrive. All of a sudden, a portal appeared in the middle of crowd and as everyone was moving away from it, out stepped Granny Flare, Meerher, Ellie, and Dree. Almost as fast as the portal appeared, it was gone. As Granny and the Luminary Council members headed towards where the Baron and Dowager stood, Dree turned and to face Siate' and her wrath.
"Why, I was of the Wish Dragon clan as I told you before," answered Dree as he knew that would irritate her even more. "I know that," she almost screamed. "What clan are you with now?" "Well," answered Dree, "I just recently found out there is one more member so I guess you could say it is a clan I suppose..." he paused watching Siate' getting madder at how he was making her look foolish, Dree continued. "I am of the Moon Dragon clan." Of all of the responses he could have said, this one made the entire Dragon community lift their heads and look at him now in a different way. Before they all saw a young Dragon being impertinent to an elder, now they saw only something that many of them had heard about in legends and a legend for a Dragon was a very, very, very long time ago. Now was the time for Dree to remove the threat of Siate' and Aralt. "Dragons! Townsfolk of Wymsy! Hear me! I am Drai’ochtluan but most of you know me as Dree. I am of the Moon Dragon clan and am here to show you the powers of my clan. Recently a new Realm has appeared in the cosmos. It is causing a disturbance in the balance and must be corrected before great and terrible events occur. There are many from various realms trapped there without a way home. This must be corrected and with this being the thinnest time of the year of the great veil that separates the realms, it must be done now." This is where Siate' realized she could establish her power and quickly interrupted Dree. "I have the power to make a portal to bring them over," she said making sure she spoke loud enough for all to hear. This was the moment that Dree had been waiting for! "As you cannot keep the portal open for very long, I thank you for your offer of assistance," spoke Dree, "but I intend to anchor this new realm called the World of Whispers to this realm so it can be now a part of the Realm of Wymsy." Dree's announcement caught Siate' off guard. "No Dragon can do that," she growled. Dree just smiled and thumbed the Brownie portal stone that he had been holding and started to open a portal.
As the portal opened, those surrounding Dree could see the others trapped in the other realm. Soon a metal chain appeared to be floating and coming out of the portal and attached itself to a nearby boulder. When the connection was secure, slowly those trapped on the other side started coming through the portal. Quickly the Baron and Dowager greeted them and started to move them away from the opening. As more and more appeared from the portal, Dree turned to Siate' and said, "thank you for your offer to help, but the portal will now stay open on it's own and the other realm is now permanently attached to this one. The balance has been restored." As Siate' started to open her mouth to say something, she realized that she had been beat and quickly closed it. This young Dragon had beaten her and now she needed to figure out how best to salvage the situation. Siate' had always been a Dragon of opportunity and now she was trying to create a new one... but what would it be?
While they were starting the brew, Drat began his part of the plan - being captured by Aralt! As he stomped through the bushes around the cave that Siate' was in, he could not believe how hard getting captured was becoming. "Either Aralt is going deaf or a Dragon's hearing is not as good as rumored," he told himself as again he made sure that he was being as loud as he could be short of hollering their names. After a minute more, Drat finally did that. "Aralt, are you out there somewhere?" he yelled. Drat didn't know that Aralt was still in the caves by the Baron's Mansion looking for Dree, but Siate' heard the Troll King's minion. Quickly she stuck her head out of the cave and invited Drat in to wait for the missing herald. Drat trusted Dree and believed that the plan would work, but it still took a lot of courage for him to enter into a Dragon's cave by himself. "Hopefully she is a vegetarian and only eats leafy green things," he told himself as he sat down in front of the self proclaimed Queen of the Wish Dragon. "Aralt is on a quick errand for me and should return shortly," Siate' said to Drat. "While we are waiting, how about we pass the time in conversation?" "Sure," replied Drat. "What would you like to talk about?" "Ahh, there are so many changes here since I had left. Let's start with your friend, Drai’ochtluan formerly of the Wish Dragon Clan. Do you know what he means when he says 'formerly'?" Drat had been waiting for that question but did not expect it this quickly in the conversation (actually Drat thought of this meeting as an interrogation instead of a conversation), but answered as they had planned. "Oh, Dree, I mean Drai'ochtluan, was the only Dragon here in the realms before you returned. Since he was all alone, he did not think using the term 'clan' made any sense. Now that there are more Dragons, he might start saying he is from a clan, but since he doesn't know what clans have come back, I guess he will have to choose one when his is ready."
Drat sat and stared at the mighty She-Dragon looking as to be thinking before finally speaking. "So, if he is no longer a member of the Wish Dragon Clan, what would he be? Is there another clan that he would join or is there another option that has only one member?" This question made Siate' pause. "What if..." she thought. Finally she shook her head. "No, he could not be," she told herself. Looking down on Drat, she decided that this playing around must end as she was getting impatient to establish her leadership over the other Dragon's that had returned with her. "Can you have Dree and the other elders of the realm meet with me at sunrise in two days so that all of the Dragons can see this young Dragon and welcome him to his proper clan?" she smiled sweetly at Drat. A smiling Dragon can be scarier than an angry one, but Drat only smiled back and asked her where they were to meet.
Aralt had already set the bottle down before the upset Siate' and had stepped back to watch the Wysps squirm. "Let them bare the brunt of her frustration for once," he thought as he watched the Wysps pushing and shoving each other in the cramped space of the bottle. It did not take long before Siate' lost all composure! "I told you to find someone that could tell us where the young Dragon is hiding and you bring me these!" she growled at Aralt. "I hate Wysps... they are annoying and don't taste good at all," she told the Herald. Realizing that he was going to need to explain quickly before her temper flared even more, Aralt quickly told her about how he could not find anyone else and "these Wysps were the ones that helped me find the caves below the Baron's Mansion and helped me find the portal to you". Siate' stared at the Herald for a minute before turning her gaze to the bottle with the trapped Wysps.
The three Wysps instantly started talking... about anything and everything they had ever done, seen, or could accuse others of doing. It didn't take long for the Dragon to lose her temper again and she growled for them to 'SHUT UP'. Instantly the Wysps were silent as they kept elbowing each other and trying to push one another to the front of the bottle where the Dragon's head was again only inches away. "I will be more specific for your little minds to understand," she growled. "I want to know where the young Dragon Drai’ochtluan, but you probably would know him as Dree, lives." Instantly the three Wysps starting talking... all at once. "You," growled Siate' pointing at one of the three Wysps, "tell me where he lives." The other two Wysps instantly stopped talking and shoved the one the Dragon was pointing at to the front. Gulping very loudly, the Wysp told her about the caves under the Baron's Mansion. "The best way is to go to the cave entrances by the big water as we have seen him come and go several times from there." Glancing over at Aralt was all she needed for him to understand that he was to go there and search for the young Dragon. "And take these things with you," she told him as he started to leave the cave as she turned and started down another tunnel muttering, "now I remember why I hate Wysps..." 
It all had started because Aralt was getting frustrated. He had walked all over and just could not find anyone who was by themself. Someone that he could take back to Siate' for questioning. "Doesn't any just go for a walk alone anymore?" he had grumbled. Then he passed the cave were he had seen Nutmegg and Allspice. "Is that laughter inside? Maybe I can nab someone here," he decided as he quietly snuck into the entrance of the cave. What he saw was something he had not expected!
The Wysps had found the Ambrosia that Nutmegg had left out when they departed to the meeting with the Baron and Dowager. Leave it to a Wysp to get into something they shouldn't. It did not take much for Aralt to capture all three Wysps and put them into an empty bottle that he found in Allspice's kitchen. "This should keep Siate' busy for a while talking to them if not make her crazier," he snickered as he left the cave with the three little troublemakers trapped in the bottle. It wasn't very long before the intoxicated blue Wysps started to get bored. Bored Wysps do what they like to do most - irritate anyone they find. With Aralt telling them to be quiet all of the time as he headed to the cave that Siate' was in, they decided to start singing. Actually, instead of calling it singing, it sounded more like cat-or-wailing (something that house cats do very well). Every time they would start, Aralt would violently shake the bottle to try and get them to stop.
There are a lot of cures out there for sobering up quickly but one the Wysps had never before experienced was being set before a large irritated and upset Wish Dragon...
"Sire, Dree is gone. I went to his cave and he is not there. I checked the area and finally found tracks in one of the side caves leading to the area of The Wishing Well." It only took a second before Dulbbe calculated (being a bookkeeper before becoming the Troll King) what Dree may be up to and decided to send his chief minion out to find the missing Dragon. "I will let the others know, but do what you can to bring him back. We don't want Siate' or Aralt to find him first," he told Drat. Again Drat silently slipped out of the tea room as Dulbbe started to make his announcement about Dree's absence. Soon he was out of the Mansion and traveling towards The Wishing Well. "I should get there first with this shortcut," Drat thought to himself. "What is that Dragon up to?"
As Aralt walked to the well, it was Drat who saw him first. The rat was very good at not being seen when he did not want to be and quickly hid behind one of the giant mushrooms that grew in the area. As he watched Aralt draw up a bucket of water from the well and then take off his shoes and put his feet into it, Drat turned slightly green. "I must remember not to drink from that bucket ever again," he grumbled. "Augh!" A Dragon's sense of smell is better than any other animal and Dree was a Dragon. He too could smell something that was not pleasant as he was nearing The Wishing Well and decided to approach with caution. As Aralt was facing the other direction, the Herald did not see the Dragon and was unaware that he was now hiding behind the bushes behind him.
When he could no longer be seen, Dree left his hiding place and walked up to The Wishing Well. Picking up the bucket, he then proceeded to slosh the remaining water around in it and then poured it out on the grass. As he started to lower the bucket back into the well, he heard a voice behind him. "I don't know if you want to put that bucket back into the clean water of the well," said Drat. Smiling to himself before turning around, Dree looked at his friend and asked, "What took you so long to get here?"
The Bakery was always short of help and when Lil’ Boots offered to help out in return for meals, they quickly accepted. “What do I need sheckles for anyway?” Lil’ Boots thought. “I would only spend it here on food.”
“He would leave just as I was starting to eat,” grumbled Lil’ Boots as he stuffed most of his meal into his satchel. “No sense wasting it,” he reasoned as he started munching on one of the sweets that he normally saved for dessert. Staying far behind the Herald, Lil’ Boots watched him walk through the Village, stop at a few of the shops, and then begin walking towards an area that Lil’ Boots knew had a lot of caves. It took all of his skills, but he did not think that Aralt had noticed him as the Herald entered one of the caves. “Do I or don’t I?” thought Lil’ Boots. Deciding that he had already come this far, he was going to at least try to see further into the cave before leaving. As he snuck closer to the entrance, he could see a bright glow just inside. It was a huge Dragon and she was blowing flames! “What do you mean that you haven’t found that little welp?” screamed Siate’ at the Herald. Lil’ Boots was impressed that Aralt didn’t even flinch as the Dragon spouted flames from her mouth and turned a large rock into a red-hot glowing crystal! When she finished, Aralt said, “I have searched the entire village, checked with the Wysps, and even had to endure pranks from the Pyksees, but no one has seen him.” “He is the key! I feel it. He must know something about taking away a Wish Dragon’s magic and I must know what it is before I establish myself as the Queen of Dragons,” growled Siate’ as she stared at the Herald for a time as neither said anything. “You will bring one of his friends here so that I may talk to them,” she finally decided. “Don’t take the Dowager or her son, the Baron, but someone that the villagers won’t notice is missing for a while.”
“As you wish,” was all he said as he left the cave not noticing that Lil’ Boots had seen and overheard all of the conversation and what now knew what Aralt was going to do.
"Had possibly Siate' and the other Dragons chosen another Herald to replace me since I did not leave with them on their exodus?" Aralt thought. "I need to listen to more of what they are saying," he decided before exposing himself to them.
Apparently the Ambrosia was the key, but in the time that he tried to overhear their conversation, he could not figure out how it worked. When finally the Herald thought he had learned what he could, he quietly snuck back to the entrance of the cave and then turned around and started making as much noise as he could by calling out loudly if there was anyone home. That brought the two bakers outside and to him where he figured he had the advantage and could watch both of them easier. "Can I assist you?" asked the short heavy baker. "I am Allspice and this is my friend, Nutmegg." "I am looking for a young Dragon with the name of Dree. Have you seen him or maybe know where he is?" asked Aralt. Allspice and Nutmegg just stood and stared at Aralt saying nothing until the Herald realized that he had not introduced himself. "I am Aralt," was all he said as he did not want them to know about his relationship with the Dragons. What Aralt did not know was that Allspice had already seen him with Siate' and had already told Nutmegg.
When Aralt was out of site, Nutmegg turned to Allspice. "Now we know where this 'Dree' lives. I think I need to go check it out," Nutmegg said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Are you good here to continue without me for a while?" Allspice nodded and laughed. He could always tell when "the detective bug" had hit Nutmegg. "Go. I will be fine," Allspice answered as he laughed again and headed back into the cave to start another batch of Ambrosia.
Finally, as his feet were sore from all of the walking (which he was still not used to doing as he was used to being carted around in a carriage and treated with honor... What Had This World Come To!!), the Herald decided to take a seat on a large, flat rock in front of a cave. As he massaged his tired feet, he thought he heard some distant music. "I wonder what the occasion is," he pondered as he turned his head in different directions to see if he could figure out where the music was coming from. It didn't take long before he realized that the music was coming from the cave and it sounded like there might be more than one player. "If it isn't the young Dragon, then maybe they will know where to find him," Aralt decided as he entered the cave. Upon entering the dark entrance, the Herald waved his hand and a magical glowing light appeared. "This should work," Aralt murmured as he followed the sound to the source of the music using the light to show his way. As he approached and the music became louder he thought that he could see the path without stumbling. Not wanting the players to see him he banished the light and slowly proceeded down the cave. Hoping for answers and not wanting to scare away the musicians, Aralt slowly peered around a large rock to see who was there.
"This is just getting stranger and stranger," muttered Aralt quietly so the others would not hear him. As the Herald hid behind the rock and watched them, soon the music stopped playing and the one cooking clapped his hands and shouted "Ambrosia!" Startled, Aralt jumped back from the rock, but luckily the others did not see him as their attention was on the green glowing liquid.
"I have been thinking about what you told me, Allspice, and though the Ambrosia doesn't stop the Dragon's wishing power, do we really want to take away a Wish Dragon's ability to grant wishes?" asked Nutmegg. Hearing that made Aralt freeze. "What's this?" he thought. He then tried to block out all the other sounds in the cave so he would not miss this revealing conversation. Nutmegg continued. "If their ability to grant wishes was taken away from them, then would we be able to restore those Fae lost due to mis-enchantments? Also, I don't think there is a way to take away their power especially since they are immune to any magical spells and devices that we know of." "That is what I thought at first, but if Siate' is worried about that young Dragon who said he is no longer a Wish Dragon, then there must be something behind it," answered Allspice. "I agree, there is something of a mystery here," replied Nutmegg, "and you know that I love a good mystery who-dun-it."
As Arnie and the others followed the Gooblin King to his treasure room, others in the Realms were busy following their own plans…
Meanwhile, The Baron waited for his mother, the Dowager Griselda, to finish listening to the Flutterby’s message from Queen Ffion before asking her if she wanted more tea. Before he could speak, she picked up her empty teacup and told her son as he filled her cup and that she had a message for him.
“That means that not only Siate’ has arrived, but the other Dragons must be hiding somewhere in the realm. Why don’t they show themselves?” This was the same question Griselda was pondering… And deep within the cave, Aralt knew not to say anything when Siate’ was in a snit as she was now.
|
GreetingsWelcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways. Archives
February 2026
Categories
All
|
RSS Feed
Affiliates:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Copyright © 1993 - 2026 All rights reserved. MisplaceDolls.com and Peddlerscache.com