Smiling, the Baron pulled out the little leather case holding his 'tools' from his jacket pocket and said, "Do you mean these?" as he held them in his hand. "What adventure are we starting?" Griselda glanced over to see the ring of tools he held and then back to watching outside the carriage window. "We are going to Atian's. Well, since he is gone, we are going to visit his library. We need something I hope is there," the Dowager said as she continued looking out the carriage window. "I am hoping that since his book collection is the oldest that I know of that there will be a book somewhere there that might help us learn more." The Baron knew from the way she talked that he would get no more from her so he put away his lockpicks and settled back into his seat for the remainder of the ride. Soon the Nytemare pulled the coach to the entrance of Atian's cottage where the Realm of Wymsy library was shelved. "We should be back shortly..." the Dowager told the Nytemare as she exited the carriage, "and please wait for us."
"I guess the library knows we are here?" the Baron whispered to the Dowager as he put the unused tool kit back into his pocket. She did not answer, only pushed the door the rest of the way open and walked in. "We are looking for the reference section," was all she said as she lit a candle by the door, picked it up, and started down a row of bookshelves peering into the small alcoves filled with books. Shaking his head from side to side as he wondered what she was looking for, he knew enough to follow and stay out of her way until she found it.
Having no idea what they were looking for, the Baron started pulling several books and scrolls from the shelves and handed them to his mother so she could read the titles. Soon it became obvious which book she sought because as the Baron handed one to her, the book began to glow just like her tattoo. "We are done here. I will leave a note for the house brownie watching over the Library that we are borrowing the book while you let the Nytemare know we will be ready to leave shortly. We need to return to the Mansion," the Dowager told her son. "Right after you put the other books back that is ~ after all, a house brownie is not someone to upset, which she would be, after seeing this mess."
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As the Dowager, Griselda, and the Baron said their goodbyes to Hungry and the Shadows' King, Griselda was thinking about all that Hunter had told her about what he knew of the tablet. "Not much," she thought. "I probably know more about Dragon tablets than he does." This thought disturbed her because she knew that the Baron and Hunter were correct in their concerns about the troubles this tablet could bring.
Griselda knew that Dragons only wrote down something on a tablet so it would not be forgotten. That usually meant that tablets were for a secret not to be shared freely or something so important that no Dragon should ever forget it! So, as her and the Baron entered the coach, she was thinking about what to do... "Hunter, dear, do you mind if your Nytemare takes me on a couple of errands before we return home?" she asked the Shadows' King. "It won't be much out of the way to the Baron's Mansion and these old bones are not up to much more exercise today." As the Baron forced back a smile, knowing that his mother could still work circles around him, he knew she was up to something and added, "We would appreciate it." Not wanting to appear uncourteous, he whispered instructions to the Nytemare to be available for them for the night and to take them where ever they requested and soon they were on their way.
At least the King sent one of his Nytemares to pull my coach." As horses are few in the Realms, when a Nytemare is willing to take you somewhere - it is only because they wanted to or the Shadows' Realm King commands them to. Griselda was being given an extra treat, being able to ride in one of the King's coaches. "It is nice not to have to walk," she thought. "But he still is going to get an earful about this!" As the Dowager traveled and was going over in her mind what she was going to say to the Shadows' King, little did she realize that the coach was being watched. Actually, all approaches to the King's castle were being watched! But by whom (or what) is the real question.
But with all of these minions on the lose, no one thought to check with Meen to see the invited guest list. Of all the guests she had delivered an invitation to, one was skipped over... No, it was not Hungry (as he had already arrived the day before the party so he could visit with Meen and see the Nytemares). It wasn't Snoop who already was sitting next to the entrance doors to the ballroom so he could keep a list of all of the attendees for the morning edition of the Bellwether. Nor was it the Baron who was presenting the Dowager to the Shadows' King while trying to hide his grin since he knew how mad she was that her little private tea party plan had become a huge event. It seemed everyone who was someone was there except... the Borrowers! Now, why Meen had not added them to the invitation list would probably be based on the Borrower's history. Anytime a Borrower showed up anywhere, they had the habit of 'borrowing' something. It was worse at parties! So much bling and things to see, that they just could not keep their hands in their own pockets. Forks, knives, spoons, small furry animals, even shoes were known to have disappeared when the Borrowers appeared. (Most instances the items were returned eventually and in some cases even something better had been left behind as in the one instance when a glass of milk had disappeared but in its place was left a milk cow - even if the cow was someone else's, the fact that something better had been left cannot be overlooked.) It didn't take long before everyone realized (as nothing had gone missing still) that one of the main reasons they had decided to show up for the party wasn't there! No Borrowers which meant no Dragon tablet. Yes, there was a real Dragon, and usually that would have been something of a spectacle, but this group wanted to see what all the hullabaloo was about regarding this newest find... or at least what the latest gossip was about. Since it wasn't here soon the guests started to make excuses as to why they needed to leave (but not until after filling their pockets with food from the buffet tables).
"What tablet?" Hungry asked, but before Hunter could answer the Baron said, "This tablet that might have untold power." As he continued, Hunter only nodded his head affirming the Barons chilling words. "Hungry, some rulers are benevolent and just, while some are looking to expand their treasury or reputation. There are some who quest for more knowledge or power and some want to change things to be the way they want them to be. Several here tonight attended so they could see the Dragon tablet and had hoped to learn something that the others did not know. Since the tablet wasn't here, each is now heading to their realm to start the race to see who can find the Borrower with the tablet and get it for themself." "A race you say? asked Hungry looking at the Shadows' King. "Are we in it?"
Everyone is reading all about it!!! Snoop got the scoop! The truth behind the strange sightings in the Wandering Woods (or at least the foot prints and strange lights anyway) has been discovered. Several days ago Snoop volunteered to search out the Woods to discover the strange reports that had been coming in. What he has discovered will change everything in the Realms and you are reading it here first!
Taking a break from his many duties at the stable, Scarlet was spending a minute reading the latest edition of the Bellwether. “Did you see this Meen?” asked the farrier to the jumping Pyksee. Before Meen could answer he continued, “Your Dragon friend has been discovered to be lose in the Woods and will be making an appearance at the Magical Wishing Well out back behind the King’s Castle today. Let’s go see how he’s been doing but first you should tell the Shadows' King.” … and yes readers, we too will have a representative of the Bellwether on hand at the meeting to keep you informed as to what transpires at the Magical Wishing Well.
Little do they all realize, but this unique meeting could shape the entire future of both the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm.
"What's this? Be My Valentine?" Apparently every year the newspaper publishes a few of the letters it receives from the locals looking for love... "and this year is no exception it seems," Griselda mumbles while perusing the page.
"... so, apparently these letters will continue until Valentines Day. I wonder who will be in the next edition of the Bellwether," she thought to herself. "I wonder... do I date... I mean dare?"
"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.”
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..."
"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.
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. “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. “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.”
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?” 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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