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Singing in the chaos...

6/16/2021

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​"A Wish Dragon?  Hungry here is a Wish Dragon and I am his Spite?" growled The CAT.  "And there is some prophecy?  Is that what you were singing Hewy?"  Hewy nodded his head to the surprised feline.  "Okay, so I can understand this right... could you sing the prophecy again Hewy?"  The troll slowly started his melody again with the first part of the prophecy.
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​"When the last of the Wish Dragyns are lost
and is starving for knowledge at any cost;
will choices be made by many
that will bring the Realms to despair or to plenty. "
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"Now wait a minute.  Sorry to interrupt but I am trying to figure this out," cut in The CAT.  "If Hungry is the last of the Wish Dragons and he has been lost for this whole time... sounds like to me that he would certainly be starving.  Also sounds like he might be in need of a teacher too.  Okay, please continue."
Hewy then continued his song.
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​"Which way will it sway and who will triumph none yet can foretell
but for good to win the evil must not prevail;
for if evil wins forever magic will be changed or lost
and the Realms will suffer at the cost."
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"Whoooh!" said The CAT.  "That sure sounds like the wizard here.  He almost prevailed with trying to get his wish.  Not that I am saying you are evil, mister wizard, as I don't know you that well.  But it sounded like to me that the wish you were asking for could have changed things not only here in this Realm but where you were from too."
Dewin, hung his head and nodded.  "I hadn't really thought about what my wish could do.  I was just angry and wanted to go back to where I had come from.  Now I can see that maybe fate put me here for a reason," answered the wizard slightly raising his eyes to look at Hungry.
Excited, Hewy sang the next line of the prophecy.  "For in the telling of this tale a musician must play' - that sounds like me," exclaimed Hewy getting caught up in the solving of the prophecy.  "But who would be the - 'as the dryad who has forsaken it's way'?"  
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Parsley raised her hand and told the others that it could possibly mean her.  "I left the ways of the Tree Mothers to become the herbalist I am today.  Though I don't see why that would make a difference?"
​"The troll will mend what was once broken, " Hewy continued.  "Apparently that is me also as I am the only Troll here.  The sole thing I had broken was my heart when the love of my life left, but that was healed when I saw Awena again.  This last line still confuses me though," said Hewy as he sang the next part.
​"As they both must gain the Dragyn 's token."
Excited about how the prophecy was coming together, Hungry pipped in, "That is easy.  A Dragon's token is his trust.  Nothing is more important to a Dragon than knowing who to trust."   
As the others thought about what Hungry had just said, Hewy wrapped up the prophecy by singing the last stanza.
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"​​For if this does not happen another will sway
the young mind which will drift away;
and from the lack of knowledge will the choice then be
for the Dragyn will  grant the destructive plea."
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Silently everyone gathered around the little Wish Dragon.  Dewin was the first to speak.  "I am sorry for misleading you Hungry.  I just wanted to go home, not realizing that maybe I am already there."  After that, everyone agreed that Hungry needed to learn more about the powers of the Wish Dragon.  It was decided that Hewy and Parsley, having gained the Dragon's trust, would be responsible for starting those lessons.  The CAT was happy he was also going to be returning to familiar surroundings, as he now had to have lessons too apparently as the Dragon's Spite.​
​Sprout was thrilled to hear that Hungry was going to be heading home with him as her heard his mother tell the Wish Dragon that she would be his teacher.  Until Parsley added, “and you will not be alone for Sprout will take classes with you.”  “WHAT?” exclaimed the startled Dryad.
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So now that the little Dragon was found, and the prophecy seemed to have been fulfilled, everyone decided they could all return to their homes.  Of course a stop by the Sugar Plum Bakery on their way didn't sound to bad too.  "I wonder where Nemmer is?" thought Cornelius as they started to leave.  As luck would have it, Nemmer had forgotten all about getting to The Wishing Well (he had bumped into some Dusty Mytes who had sprayed him out of habit with the forgetful dust) and too was on his way home.
It was only The Wishing Well who noticed after everyone had left Snoop rushing from the bushes he had been hiding in to hurry back to the Bellwether to get out the scoop of his career.  A Dragon had returned to the Realms!!!
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When is a good wish bad???

6/9/2021

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​“Hungry, if you are this prophecy Dragon, then all you have to do is not do evil,” Dewin told the young Wish Dragon.

​​“You mean that if I tell myself that I am not going to do anything evil, then evil can’t win?” eagerly asked Hungry.  “I can do that!”
​Before Dewin could continue though, the least likely member of the group replied to the Dragon. 
“I am afraid it doesn't work that way.  I have tried but no matter how much I try to do something, it somehow always seems to not come out the exact way I pictured it to be,” answered The CAT.  “Look Hungry, bad things can happen even when trying to do good.”
Dewin had his own plan here and being interrupted by this CAT wasn't helping it, but before he could stop The CAT, another spoke first.
​“You're his Spite!” Sprigg’n exclaimed excitedly at The CAT.  “I wasn’t sure at first, but after listening to you speak, the feelings we experienced when we first met, and now meeting Hungry, I realize that you ARE his Spite. That is Good... I think."
“What do you mean 'his Spite'?” Hungry and The CAT, both being surprised and confused, replied together.  Now everyone was listening for Sprigg'n's answer, even the Wizard.  Since Sprigg'n still hadn't answered, Dewin asked again,  "What do you mean?  How is The CAT the Wish Dragon's Spite?  You told me before that Spites only appear with a Wish Dragon and a wish."
​Shaking her head at the wizard, Sprigg’n finally answered.  “Hungry and The CAT were both born at the same time.  Hungry must have been from a wish that was answered, and don’t ask me how it was answered or by whom cause I don’t know.  But, The CAT is Hungry’s Spite, take it from me.”
​“But what does that mean?” pleaded the Dragon.  “Will he help me make the right choices so that evil won't reign?”
​At that comment, everyone but Dewin (who did not know The CAT as well as the others did) started to laugh.  After wiping the tears from her eyes, Efem answered the confused little Dragon.  “I am sorry to have laughed Hungry, but The CAT is not known for his helping others nor making, as you said it, ‘the right choices’ very often.  He actually is a handful of mischief on most of his good days and a lot more on his bad ones.”  Quickly she added, with a more serious tone, “but today he has surprised me with his answer to you.  He is correct that bad things happen even with the best intentions and that each of us must understand that we are ultimately responsible for our own actions, be they good or bad,” as she reached down to give The CAT a hug.
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Seeing that the conversation was not going where he had hoped, Dewin spoke.  "Hungry, as a Wish Dragon, you have the power to create things for good just as easily as evil.  Let us say hmmm... that you maybe granted me a wish to send me back to my world.  I was transported here without my consent many years ago and want to go home."
​“That is terrible!  I know I would not like that either.  You should be allowed to go back,” Hungry replied.  Smiling, the wizard thought his plan just might work after all.  “All you have to do is wish me back,” he urged the Wish Dragon on.
​Before Hungry could grant the wish though, Hewy jumping in with a loud "NO!" which distracted everyone.  "Is that why you have been looking for this Dragon, Wizard?" Hewy stared at Dewin.  But before he could answer, Hewy turned to the little Dragon and said "Hungry, before returning Dewin to his own land think about what could be the downside of his wish.  It could just as easily be that he will loose all the magic he has accumulated while here or that his life may end. The magic here has kept him alive for far longer than he normally would have lived in his own realm.”
​Dumbfounded, the Wizard realized he had never thought of that!  “Hewy, you may be right.  By breaking the original spell, I could revert to the same state I was in when I was transported here.”  Glancing at Sprigg’n, Dewin realized that the Spite was looking directly at him and slightly nodding her head.  “You knew?” he asked her.
​With all of these realizations, Hungry was now even more worried about who and what he was.  “Now I REALLY don’t want to be a Wish Dragon!”…
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The Dragon is Hungry!

5/26/2021

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Before Hungry had a chance to even put the last cookie in his mouth, Sprout piped in, ​“Hey... What choices Hewy, are you talking about to be made? And what about that part about despair or plenty? Is that plenty of food?  How can Hungry be the cause of any despair?  He’s my friend… he wouldn’t hurt anyone,” as Sprout turned toward his Dragon friend. 
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​Parsley smiled at her son as she answered his question.  “Sprout, listen to the next two parts of the prophecy as it helps explains part of the mystery.  Certain things need to happen and then Hungry will have to make a choice.  It will be that choice which Hungry makes that will could cause either plenty or despair.  Hungry may not even know what will happen because of his decision.  It may be something that will happened in the future or immediately.  We won’t know until it happens.”
​“What things, Mom?” asked the young Dryad.
“Hewy is well known in the Realms as a master musician.  He has already played out the first part by singing us the prophecy.  Though I don’t know for sure about the Dryad who has forsaken its way, and I am also not sure about what Hewy has to mend let alone what the Dragon’s token is,” she told Sprout.  “Maybe the others might have figured it out as I haven’t,” she said as she looked at the others to see if anyone did have the answers.
​“But Mom, what happens if the rest of the prophecy doesn't happen?  Does it mean that Hungry is not the Dragon?”  Now that question took Parsley by surprise.  “Does it?” she thought.
​Before the others could say anything, Hewy again spoke.  “I have been thinking about that too and it sounds like Hungry is more than just hungry for food but also for knowledge.   Maybe it is who will teach him the power of the Wishing that will cause the evil?”
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Hearing this, the young Wish Dragon suddenly realized that if he could grant wishes, his first wish was to be anywhere else.  Bowing his head, he quietly told the others that he did not want to be a Wish Dragon anymore.
​“Hungry, I am sorry, but it doesn’t work that way,” Cornelia replied.  “You are what you are, but remember, it's your intention that will make the difference.  Your intentions  and maybe the help of your friends.  Do you intend to harm the realms?” she asked.
​“No!  No, I love it here.  I don’t want anything to happen to anyone here.  I don’t wish harm to Scarlet nor the Nytemares, or Acorn, or Meen, or any of the others I have made friends with.  What should I do?” Hungry inquired – now not really asking just Cornelia but the entire group.
Dewin seeing his chance spoke up as he approached the young Dragon.  “Hungry, you don’t know me.  I am a wizard.  My name is Dewin and maybe I can help you.  I have been thinking about the prophecy a lot since Passporte’ told me about it and I think I know what you should do…”
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Is the Prophecy coming true?

5/19/2021

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​Sometimes being a troll has it's advantages, especially a troll with the ability to create music.  As the rest of the group continued arguing about what and why each were there at The Wishing Well, Hewy began to sing.  Very softly at first, but soon, as the words continued to form in his mind, he started singing louder and louder until finally the others noticed.  The arguing slowly ended as each realized that the others too had stopped and were now listening to the troll.
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​​When the last of the Wish Dragyns are lost
and is starving for knowledge at any cost;
will choices be made by many
that will bring the Realms to despair or to plenty.
Which way will it sway and who will triumph none yet can foretell
but for good to win the evil must not prevail;
for if evil wins forever magic will be changed or lost
and the Realms will suffer at the cost.
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For in the telling of this tale a musician must play
as the dryad who has forsaken it's way;
the troll will mend what was once broken
as they both must gain the Dragyn 's token.
​​For if this does not happen another will sway
the young mind which will drift away;
and from the lack of knowledge will the choice then be
for the Dragyn will  grant the destructive plea.
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When Hewy was finished and the others silently trying to figure out the song, he spoke.  "Hungry, I am glad to meet you.  What you just heard was a prophecy from long ago told to me by Awena of the Sleeping Sisters.  We think it is about you and the choices you must make for the Realms."
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​"What do you mean?" asked the young Wish Dragon.  "What does this 'prophecy' as you called it, have to do with me?"

​​As Hewy started to repeat each of the stanzas to the prophecy for Hungry, the others moved closer as they too wanted to hear it again.  All of them failed to notice, so focused were they on the Troll, Dewin slowly edging closer to the Wish Dragon while summoning his magic.  Just as he was ready to release his incantation, Sprigg'n bumped him and interrupted the casting of the spell.
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​"What are you doing interrupting me like that?" growled the angry wizard glaring at the Spite.  Sprigg'n wasn't backing down and said, "You will not hinder the Dragon's decision. This day has been foretold since the day you came to the Realms and why I was born.  You will have your chance to convince Hungry of your desires, but not with the magic you seek to change." 
Surprised to hear such determination from the Spite, the spell vanished from his mind.  "Since the Spite has gotten her own name, she should have added "pain" to the middle of it," thought the Wizard.  He continued to mutter, "Now I am going to have to convince the Dragon to grant my wish by using my other plan." Turning back to the others, Dewin realized that Hewy was just finishing repeating the prophecy and was starting to answer Hungry's questions.  No one had noticed.
"So you think that I am the Wish Dragon in the story, err... I mean prophecy?  But how can that be if this was written long before I was born?" asked the confused Dragon.  "If I am, what am I supposed to do and who are the others mentioned?  Don't they have to be here also?"
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Before Hewy could answer, Efem decided it was time for her to speak out.  "Hungry, you are the last of the Wish Dragons.  As a matter of fact, you are the last Dragon in all of the Realms that we can find.  The others have all disappeared and have not returned.  That is why we think you are the Dragon of the prophecy."  While listening to the Tree Mother, Hungry absent mindedly started eating one of the sweets that he and The CAT had picked up on the way to The Wishing Well.
​Efem, noticing his snacking, smiled as she continued, "and the hungry part, besides being also your name, may also apply to you as I watch you eating every morsel left in your take-away bag from the Sugar Plum Bakery."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed a Dragon could blush," thought Hewy as he watched Hungry quickly put the last remaining cookie back into the bag he had been carrying.
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The Magic Begins... or "Well, well... What do we have here?"

5/5/2021

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You know, I wasn't always a wishing well.  I was built many, many, many years ago to offer water to the old woman who used to live by me.  Then those four silly girls came around one day and started dancing around me.  At one point they started throwing in little trinkets and making wishes.  The problem is when you believe in something hard enough, it can take on a life of it's own.  That is how I came into being  The Wishing Well.
Now I am caught up in this silly drama waiting for my part to play as well.  Oh, I have choices, don't get me wrong.  It is not like I 'have' to do something.  By one of my little acts, things could change the outcome.  But would it just delay the same results or create another whole new problem?  I decided a long time ago, to just go with the flow (that's a well joke if you missed it).  So, I might as well see who has already arrived and who is coming since I can feel their energy as they approach.  
Yep, there is that guy who likes to hide behind bushes,  I think I heard his name once.  It was something like "Snoop" or "Scoop".  He has been camping here since yesterday and thinks no one is hearing him as he mutters to himself about finding the Scoop of the Century.  Little does he know I have been listening to his babbling (another one of those well jokes - come'on and keep up).
​Oh yes, I can now feel the gentle breezes that flow (get it?) when the Tree Mothers approach.  Dryads have such a soothing healing energy that I do enjoy when they visit, though they don't come as often as they did when I was younger.
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Efem was my favorite Tree Mother as I did enjoy her inner light.  I see that Cornelia and Parsley still like to spar with each other, that certainly hasn't changed it seems.  But who is that young energy around the Troll?  I haven't met him before though I can feel a connection through him to the Tree Mothers. Hmm... that is interesting.  Now the Troll certainly is a different vibration.  Usually they are so slow and stagnate (think water... come'on these are funny), but this Troll has a different beat around him.  I do believe he is going to have an important part in the prophecy if now is the time for it to happen.
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Wow!  That is a power I have not felt in eons!  It seems that the time has come after all.  A Wish Dragon has returned.  He is what must have started this whole hullabo.  His energy is so strong that I barely feel The CAT with him.  I wonder if he knows what it really means to be a Spite to a Wish Dragon.  If the others thought The CAT was a nuance before, they haven't seen anything yet if my guess is right.
With almost everyone here, its fun to watch the others circling around me.  Each looking at the others and wondering what the other wants with the young Dragon.
Ahhh... now we all come together... for here is the wizard and the Spite who I gave my mirror too approaching like a tidal wave hitting the beach (okay... if you missed that one you really don't have a sense of humor and maybe aren't well --[wishing well that is - sorry just had to throw in one more]).
As Dewin, the Wizard, and Sprigg'n approach The Wishing Well, they are surprised to see so many others there.  "Where did they all come from?" the wizard whispered to the Spite.  "I thought we were only going to meet the Dragon."  Before Sprigg'n could answer, Hungry noticed them walking down the trail and the first thing his eyes latched onto was what Sprigg'n was carrying.  "You have MY PILLOW!" roared the Dragon.
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Sprigg'n finds Dewin...

4/21/2021

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​Sprigg'n had a mission.  Smiling to herself she knew she needed to find the Wizard and sooner than later.  This could mean some big changes ahead if there were now two Spites in the Woods. 

​In the meantime  Dewin managed to send Passporte' off in a different direction so he could continue his search for the Wish Dragon without further interruptions.
​As he gazed into his crystal ball he again wondered where the Spite had vanished off to.  "Since a Dragon is involved, I wonder if it has anything to do with Spite's disappearance?" he idly thought. 
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​Dewin mumbled as he remembered about that day long ago when he first met the Spite.  As impossible as it may seem, at the same time Sprigg'n was also thinking about that fateful day.
​After that  infamous wish was granted and the village was transported, Dewin saw the Spite following him as he left the village...​
"Go away and quit following me," Dewin growled at the Spite.  The Spite just ignored him.  Finally Dewin turned around and faced the Spite.  "Who are you and why are you following me?" he demanded of the Spite.  After just staring at Dewin for a minute, the Spite finally answered.  "I am here because of you.  You are part of the wish and the Flames of Magic have welded us together." 
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"What does that mean... Flames of Magic?" Dewin asked.
"When a Dragon egg is hatched, the stones that make up the nest are magically changed into crystals by magic.  Each new crystal absorbs the loose magic released from the hatching.  That is why both the Fae and Outies search for the crystals."
"What does that have to do with you following me?" asked Dewin.  Inspite of himself, Dewin was interested in what the answer might be.  "Well?"
"You must be really thick headed," answered the Spite, "and I thought you were a wizard.  Because you were practicing magic at the time of the wish by a Wish Dragon the Flames of Magic has joined us all together.  Where you go, I now go until the wish is changed or broken."
"A wish can be broken?" Dewin uttered in surprise.  "How can that happen?"
Spite only looked at Dewin as she shook her head from side to side, "Wizards," was all she would mutter.
As long ago when the conversation took place, Dewin could still remember the look of disgust on the Spite's face...
Suddenly the Spite appeared on the trail in front of Dewin.  "I have found him," she told the Wizard.
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"Found who, Spite?" asked Dewin.
"First off, my name is Sprigg'n.  Sprigg'n Mac-talla.  Don't call me 'Spite' anymore.  Secondly, I have found the Wish Dragon that you have been searching for."  From the look of surprise on Dewin's face, Sprigg'n smiled knowing that the wizard was just starting to realize that maybe the Spite was a little smarter than he thought.  "Yes, I also know why you want him but it is his decision to make."
"Again, the Spite... No..." Dewin thought, "Sprigg'n... was full of surprises.  So where do we find the Wish Dragon?" he asked.

"Let's go make a Wish," answered Sprigg'n as she turned back down the path heading to the Wishing Well. 
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A Night on the Trail - or a Wizard Glamps...

11/17/2020

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As night drew near, Dewin decided that instead of returning to his cave, he would set up camp and continue his search for the Wish Dragon in the morning.  After all, he only needed to flick his fingers and a tent would appear complete with a dry bed and dinner.  Now Passporte', as far as the wizard thought, could be on his own and maybe that would finally get him to leave.  But then again, maybe it would be worth Dewin's effort to learn more about this missing Dragon if he offered him a place to put his head for the night.
Passporte', who didn't look at time quite the same way as the wizard, agreed to stay.  He wasn't ready to continue down the trail even if it was getting dark until he could finish writing up the thoughts still swirling around in his head.  That is exactly what Dewin wanted to hear.  "What are you still writing about," he asked Passporte'.  "Is it still about the Dragon?"
"I didn't catch all that Hewy the Troll had said.  He was in such a hurry, even for a troll," muttered Passporte'. "I saw him and his friends as they were leaving the sanctuary of the Sleeping Sisters," he answered. "That was unusual right there as the Sisters very rarely invite anyone inside.  I managed to catch up with them on the trail and on our way we all had a bite at a local inn for lunch.  As we were eating, he shared a little of his time there with the Sisters and something about Sprout always being hungry which required them to stop a lot."
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After he scribbled some more in his journal Passporte' continued, "This is when Hewy said something about a prophecy and the Dragon."  Now this did intrigue the wizard for he knew how powerful prophecies could be, specially when revealed by a mystic such as a Sleeping Sister.  "Please continue.  This is fascinating," prompted Dewin to his guest.
So as the wizard listened to Passporte' transfixed by his words, little did they know that a little Dragon down the trail in the woods was also going through his own transformation.  After all he was a young Dragon growing by leaps and bounds as he continued trudging through the Woods in search of a teacher and his pillow.
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More of the Dragon tail (err... tale)...

11/10/2020

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As Passporte' continues writing in his journal, Dewin is trying to find a way to get rid of him.  At first, he thought that if he told Passporte' about seeing something strange on his way to where they bumped into each other on the trail, that might send the explorer off and he could continue his search for the Dragon.  After a minute of thinking more about it though, he realized that then Passporte' would stay longer just to ask more questions.  "I might as well wait for him to finish writing in his journal," he decided.  
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As Dewin continued to observe the scribbler, Passporte' mumbled something which caught his attention.  "What was that?", he asked.  Passporte' looked up and repeated, "When I find the Dragon, I must remember to ask about the prophecy when I find out if they are vegetarians."  
Now that was something Dewin had never heard before.  "What prophecy might that be Passporte'?"  But Passporte' was busy finishing in his journal
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Dewin knew that he must practice the extreme magic of "patience" as he waited a little longer before he would get an answer. Without looking up from his journal, Passporte' continued... "Oh, it is something Hewy, the Troll, told me the other day.  Something about aWish Dragon being lost who could grant wishes.  He did not tell me all of it as he was in a hurry leaving the Sleeping Sisters when I ran into him.  But I am sure he would tell you if you find him and asked him."  Passporte then continued to scratch his quill in his journal.
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"Would he indeed," thought Dewin.  Hmmmm....
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An old tail (oops - tale) is told...

10/27/2020

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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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Startled out of their distractions, it was Dewin who spoke first.  "What brings you out today Passporte'?  You found something new to add to your journal?"
"Oh, hi Dewin.  Yes, I have recently heard rumors about a Dragon being seen in the woods and decided I would go out and see if I could find it.  What brings you out?" asked Passporte'.
Not wanting to tell the adventurer that he too was looking for the Dragon (for reasons he knew Passporte' would not approve of...), Dewin told him the first thing that came to his mind.  "I was remembering about the old holiday I used to wait for each year called Samhain (also now know as All Hallows Eve or Halloween).  You probably have never heard of it."
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"Actually I have," answered Passporte'.  His answer surprised Dewin so much, it took a minute before he realized that Passporte' was rummaging through his satchel, looking for a small scroll.  "Here it is!" he exclaimed.  "I once heard a story from Scarlet, the Nytemare's farrier, about this special time and how magick ran amok that night...  Would you like to read it?" Passporte' asked Dewin.

​Would you also like to read the tail (oops - did it again - I meant the tale) of the Nytemares and Halloween? 




​Click on the Nytemare to read the tale
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And another joins in the search...

10/20/2020

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​The signs are all here.  The planets and the stars are in alignment.  The word was coming in both from the Mushroom Line and the Twitter network to be on the watch for it.  Even the Spite has said that she felt a change in the air.  He almost felt he should mark his calendar as it was the first time the Spite had not been contrary since that first day he came to the Realms and the Spite had started following him.  
​Usually the Spite would point out to him why an idea of his would not work.  “I would think she was just trying to get me out of the cave, but since she goes out when she wants, there must be something else going on,” thought Dewin.  “If I could only believe that the Wish Dragons are back!”
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​And so, Dewin decided that today was the day to leave the cave and begin the search.  He had taken care of the one problem needing his attention earlier that morning and now he was free to start.  As he was packing he realized he still didn't know exactly where to begin. 
​He knew that by using his Zodiak cards and consulting his charts, the Dragon would be ‘seeking the air’ (see earlier post).  “That could mean he is either near the Cave of Winds or getting ready to jump off of a mountain top,” Dewin muttered to himself.  “That is the problem with deviation… never knowing for sure anything – just estimated guesses.”

​It was then when he realized that maybe he had another option.  It was old (really old) and had a small crack in it, but maybe if the Dragon was within its range it could help him narrow down the places he would need to search.
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Reaching into a pocket, he withdrew a round glass ball.  The crystal ball was one of the few things (besides his journal book) that he been able to hang on to when he was transported to the Realms by the wish of a Dragon.  It was temperamental and did not always work, and sometimes when it did he would get strange pictures of a family lost somewhere in outer space that never seemed to find their way back home, but when it did work – it was a most useful tool.  Whispering the incantation that would awaken the crystal, he held it out in his hands and started pointing it in four different directions.  First south, then north, next west, and finally east.  
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East it was for when Dewin pointed the ball in that direction a glow started inside of the crystal and the beginnings of an image of a Dragon’s head slowly appeared!

​​“If this keeps working, I should find the Dragon and be back to the cave before dinner,” smiled Dewin.  What Dewin did not know was that he had only asked to see the Dragon.  He might have needed to ask just a little more for he did not know about The CAT…
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