Category: Efem

Being "asked to leave"...

9/1/2020

While the others were in the breakfast room, the Sleeping Sisters were in Awena’s chambers forming a circle in which Awena sat in the center. She had closed her eyes and was meditating on what they must do. Finally she spoke. "Sisters, as you all know, we must not directly interfere with events. I may have already stepped over the bounds by telling Hewy of the prophecy, but we must not divulge any more information. They must leave immediately." Nodding their heads, the Sisters left Awena to do as instructed.

As Hewy and the others finished their meal, a Sister entered and bade them all to follow her. They were lead to the entrance of the Hall where other Sisters were holding the few items they had left in their rooms. "Please take your things and go. There is nothing more here for you to learn."

Soon they were all standing on the front yard of the cottage, wondering what they were doing outside. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN? We haven't learned anything," growled Efem as she was handed her things. "What is going on here? What is the big hurry in having us leave?" Efem continue to scowl at the Sisters.

Hewy just nodded his head and turned to go. Cornelia and Parsley glanced at each other when they noticed Hewy leaving. Without saying a word, Cornelia grabbed Efem's hand and started pulling her in the direction of Hewy's departure while Parsley motioned for Sprout to follow. "What are you doing? We came to get answers. We can't leave yet!" Efem growled at her sister.

"Look at Hewy. I think we did get an answer but we will need to get it now from him," answered Cornelia. As Efem started towards Hewy, she could finally now see that his shoulders were slumped, his eyes cast downwards, and what might have been tears at the corners of his eyes.

All of a sudden it hit Parsley!

"How did you know his name? We never told you his name was Hungry," she asked Sprout.

"You mean the Dragon? I was taking him home to meet you a few days ago after we met at the Bakery, but we were separated,” answered Sprout. “He said something about trying to find his pillow." Turning to Cornelia he continued, "How far is it to your home? My stomach is starting to growl again. Did anyone not eat the chocolate mint that was on your pillow last night?”

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Come on...Tell us what you know...

8/25/2020

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Soon Awena bade Hewy to return to his room as the dawn was approaching. Reluctantly, he started for the door to find another Sleeping Sister waiting to lead him back to his room. As he followed her, Hewy repeated the prophecy over and over in his mind so he would remember all of it.

The next morning, as he and the others were taken to the breakfast meal, Hewy again passed the doors where he had found Awena. This morning they were closed and he also noticed that they did not meet any other Sisters on their way to the dining room. "I wonder where they are," he thought. He did not know that the other Sisters were meeting with Awena while he sat for the meal.

"Hewy, are you okay?" Efem asked as she noticed he was only picking at his meal. "What is happening here?"

After a long pause, Hewy finally answered. "It all about a prophecy and a Dragon..." he began.

"Awena told you a prophecy?" asked Parsley. "What do you remember of it? And she thinks it is about a Dragon?"

Hewy paused for a moment before answering. "The prophecy includes a Troll that must mend what was broken, the last Wish Dragon, a Dryad who has forsaken it's way, a musician, and one other who was unnamed. The unnamed one will ask the Wish Dragon for something and if the Dragon is not taught it will cause the destruction of the Realm."

Efem, Cornelia, and Parsley all looked at each other in shock. A Dryad who has forsaken it's way - what could that mean and who could it be? Each of them secretly thought that they could be the one. Parsley who decided to work with herbs and flowers instead of trees, Cornelia who talked to animals and the bees, and finally, Efem who had given up teaching many years ago. Each felt that in some way they had forsaken their way.

Sprout was the first to ask Hewy, "and you are the Troll?" Hewy looked at Sprout with a small smile and told him "that's what Awena thinks anyhow?"

Efem piped in, "Did she tell you anything about the others mentioned in the prophecy?" Hewy frowned and replied, "No, after she told me of the prophecy, the night was ending and the dawn was near. I was asked to return to my room. I didn’t see or hear anything until I was invited to breakfast with the rest of you," Hewy answered.

"We need to talk more about the prophecy and exactly what Awena told you. Prophecy is fickle. Every word can have a hidden meaning and every sentence may have several outcomes that are not expected," said Cornelia. "My home is the closest. Let's go there and talk when we are done here. Maybe Nemmer will be there with news of the Dragon he was sent out to find. He does seem to be the center of everything."

"Hungry?" asked Sprout.

"I am sure I can make you something," answered Cornelia with a smile. "Nemmer is the greatest hunter in all of the Realms." Cornelia boasted. "If anyone can find a lost baby Dragon, it will be him. While we wait I can make you something to eat."

"No... The dragon's name is Hungry," replied Sprout.

The others decided that Cornelia was right. They needed to talk and get the latest update on the search for the young Dragon Hewy knew that he needed the others to help solve the prophecy's mystery.

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And a Prophecy is Unveiled...

8/4/2020

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Now that Hewy had found Awena, all of the things he wanted to say seemed to have fallen out of his mind, so he sat and stared at her. Finally it was Awena who spoke.

"It is good to see you Hewy. You still look like the troll I met so many years ago."

"The moment I saw you, it felt like it was just yesterday. The years have been kind to you," replied Hewy. Her comment finally broke the ice between them and slowly they just sat and talked of what each had been doing since they last were together.

As the conversation started to slow, Hewy finally asked the question that had been nagging at him since he received the Petal Post. "Why after all of these years have you finally tried to reach me?"

Awena knew the conversation would eventually get to this question and had been waiting for it to be asked. "Hewy, let me tell you of why I had to come here and what I found. I felt a strong pull to the Sleeping Sisters and it was during my early training that I discovered a scroll in the library. It was old even then when I first unearthed it those many years ago. I was a young novice and so new to my studies but this scroll had a prophecy written on it. It had a troll in it and each time I read it I was reminded of you." Closing her eyes as if trying to remember what was written, she took a small breath, and began.

"The entire prophecy is very long and convoluted as if the writer was slightly crazed and wrote down the thoughts that came to his mind, but, in it there is a part that suggests you will help save all of the Realms or help destroy them." Hewy jumped up from the floor where he had been sitting. "What are you talking about? You must be wrong!"

Without moving, Awena slowly continued speaking, "This is what is in the prophecy that you must know." With her eyes still closed she repeated the words she had memorized those long years ago.

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.

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.

Hewy, standing before her, was trying to both understand and remember the prophecy. As surprised as he was, he failed to notice the small tear at the corner of Awena's eye. Had he but known the rest of the tale, he might have made a different decision that day.

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Dinner and a dash of Snooping...

7/28/2020

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Shortly after Parsley returned to her room and finished preparing for dinner, one of the novice Sisters arrived to lead her and the others to the meal. Hewy, nervously fiddling with his necklace, followed the others down the mass of connecting hallways as they headed to the dining room. He heard Efem ask the Sister if they would be meeting their host to which the novice replied,

"This meal is for you, our guests. There will be no others there tonight," the Sister answered.

Disappointed, Hewy knew he wouldn't be getting his answers this evening. Walking slower he started to look down the adjoining hallways in hopes of at least seeing Awena. At one hallway he noticed a grand entrance way with the doors not quit closed. He was about to look in when the Sister appeared and whisked him away to join the others who were waiting for him in the dining room.

Dinner was quiet with only a few words said as each of the travelers ate. They tried to make small talk about some of the strange things that they were finding in their rooms but even Sprout was quiet as he ate his weight in food. Shortly it was over and the Sister lead each of them back to their room asking if there was anything they needed. Again they were each told the same thing that "You will meet with Sister Awena in the morning. Good Night."

As the Sister left Hewy, he had already decided that he was not going to wait that long. One gift that every troll has is that they cannot get lost. They instinctively can always find their way back from anywhere they have ever traveled. This made it easy for Hewy to return to the doors that he wanted to open and to see what was inside. Call it inspiration or just a feeling, but he knew that he must see what was behind the doors.

Upon arriving, Hewy discovered that the doors were already open as if waiting for him. A moment of doubt entered his mind, but only a moment. He came to see what the Petal Post message meant and if Awena had anything to do with it. No time to turn around and leave now...

As he entered, he noticed a Sister was sitting and meditating in the center of a large room. Quietly he neared to get a closer look as he could see something most trolls don't see every day - a magical light floating from her hands.

"Hewy, please take a seat before me. I have been waiting for you," the Sister said. Startled, he sat before her and watched as she continued her meditations. Soon the magical light was extinguished and she opened her eyes. It was then that Hewy was sure. He had found Awena after all of these years!

So many things came to his mind. So many questions, but all he could finally tell her was, "I have missed you." Smiling sadly, she felt his pain for she also felt the loss of their young love but she knew that she had made the right decision to join the Sisters. She had a part to play in telling him of the prophecy that he was fated to be a player in. It was in her latest clouded vision of the one who would bring the greatest threat to the Realms that made her glad to see Hewy and yet afraid for him. Things still weren't clear enough in her mind to know how this was all going to occur especially with the changes that the prophecy alluded too.

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The weary travelers arrive...

7/21/2020

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As Hewy and the others continued their trek following the magpie, twilight was just starting and the woods were slowly beginning to get a little darker. "I hope we get there soon or it will be a long night out under the stars," he thought. The others were beginning to think the same thing when all of a sudden a line of purple sparkles appeared on the side of the trail leading off into the undergrowth.

Landing on a tree branch at the start of the magical markers, the magpie sat and pointed with his head for the travelers to follow the magic. Sprout, as usual and probably thinking with his stomach, rushed ahead to follow the trail before the others. As the rest passed the bird, Parsley quietly said "Thank You" as the bird acknowledged with a short nod of his head before flying off.

"It appears we are here," Sprout told the others as they came through the bushes and saw a tree house with a small door, window, and several mushrooms. "I thought all of the mushrooms reported to you Parsley as the head of the Mushroom Line," Cornelia asked? "Why didn't you know about this place?"

Surprised as the others, Parsley just shrugged her shoulders. "Apparently they don't tell me everything it appears," she thought to herself.

As they approached the door and before they could knock, it was opened from within by one of the Sisters. "I have been told to greet you upon your arrival. A room has been prepared for each of you and after you have had a chance to freshen up, a meal will be served," she told them. "Can we eat first? I am starving," Sprout eagerly replied almost before the Sister had finished. He realized that he had said the wrong thing immediately when he looked at Parsley and got 'The Mother' stare... "Sorry, thank you," he quickly told the Sister.

As they were lead up the winding stairs (they were inside of a tall tree after all), they were all surprised at the great number of books, bottles, jars, and scrolls everywhere. As they passed one room with the door left open, Parsley could see a large selection of herbs and powders that she would love to spend more time in. "I must find my way back to this room, " she told herself.

As luck would have it, her room was directly across the hall and as the others were being taken to their rooms, Parsley quietly snuck out and took a quick peek at the contents of the room. She had never seen so many books on Herbology before. "This must have taken a long time to gather this many," she thought to herself.

Looking at the powders and potions next, she saw some that even she could not recognize. Finding a mixing bowl already filled with some herbal leaves that one of the Sisters had started to mix together, she decided she would see what would happen. As she began to grind the leaves...CRACKLE...POOF!

Silently she sat everything down. "I guess I now know where Sprout gets his spontaneous urges from," she realized as she quickly returned to her room to prepare for dinner.

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Who are they???

7/6/2020

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As Hewy, Cornelia, Efem, Parsley and Sprout started their trek through the Woods on their way to see the Sleeping Sisters, Hewy had his head bent down looking at his hands trying to figure out what was happening to him. He had started his day with just trying to find a song and now here he was going to meet with the Sleeping Sisters. Slowly, he turned his head towards Efem and asked, "I have no idea what Petal Posts are about and will admit I am confused why I would get one. Can you tell me more about them or what you think this is all about?"

Efem, taking the petal post from Hewy, was silent for a moment as they continued walking on the trail. Finally she replied, "They don't go out to just anyone. They are the special messages sent by the Sleeping Sisters and only someone who knows the Language of the Flowers can read them. You were fortunate enough to have brought your Petal Post to us, but then again, the Sisters normally do not leave much to chance."

"Mom, who are the Sleeping Sisters? I've seen you get Petal Posts before, but you never say much about who sends them to you," asked Sprout. Taking a slight breath, knowing that her son was just bored and was trying to keep his mind off of food, Parsley decided it just might be time he learned a little about the Sisters who watched over the Realms and were all powerful.

"The Sleeping Sisters, were in the beginning, just four sisters that each had a unique ability," Parsley told Sprout. "One sister had the ability of clear seeing. That is where she could see things in her mind. Another sister had the ability to have clear feeling."

"What does that mean?" Sprout interrupted. Before Parsley could answer, Cornelia replied, "That is where she could feel things. Do you ever just act on a feeling but don't know why?" Sprout could understand that as he often went with his gut feeling of things. "Not that it always was right," he muttered to himself as he remembered the times when it sounded so good at the moment but turned into trouble later.

Cornelia continued the story with talking about the third sister, "And another of the Sisters had clear hearing." Looking at Sprout to make sure he was paying attention, "Which meant she would pick up on messages with songs or vibrations. This is who the Hummingbird Express and the Bee-Gs report too."

Parsley completed with "And the final sister had clear knowing. This is where she would get information through dreams or visions and can foresee an event as it will happen."

Hewy, who had been listening to the conversation and sorting through what had been said, wondered about the thought that was still in his head since he first held the Petal Post. "I once lost my heart to a ganome who said she could know things through dreams. I wonder if there is a connection to this message," he told the others as they continued following the bird that was leading them further down the trail and hopefully to the Sleeping Sisters.

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Where the heck is everybody???

6/30/2020

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For those of you who have been following Hungry (and for those of you who are new to the adventure), we thought it best to bring everyone up-to-date on where everyone in the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm is at and what are they currently doing...

To start off, we last saw Hewy, Parsley, Cornelia, Efem, and Sprout leaving Parsley's mushroom cottage together to meet with the Sleeping Sisters after receiving a Petal Post invitation.

Spirits were high as Hewy was hoping to see someone he had not heard from in many years and the others were excited as they had never been invited before to meet with the Sleeping Sisters. Even though they had received messages from them several times in the past, now they were being invited into the Hallow Chambers. The only one who was not excited was Sprout - all he had hoped for was dinner. I mean, how does one expect a growing teenager to survive without frequent meals?

Little do they all realize, but this unique meeting could shape the entire future of both the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm.

Meanwhile, Nemmer, the Archer of the Elfshot Guild and Cornelia's husband, is off on a mission that Cornelia and Efem started him on. He and The CAT were sent to find Hungry. Currently he is somewhere in the forest continuing to follow the trail but where The CAT is, nobody knows.

While Nemmer (and who knows what The CAT is doing) is searching for Hungry, the inhabitants of The Baron's Mansion in the Realm of Wymsy are also wondering what has become of their dragon friend. They had last seen him going off to play with Meen, the Pyksee.

The Baron wonders what has happen to him for he had been hoping for a new adventure. While Griselda, the Dowager, sees Hungry as a new hope for the future. Fiddlefaddle and Sneefle are there to serve and watch over these residents as Fiddlefaddle is the Baron's BAT man and Sneefle is the Dowager's faithful servant.

So where is Meen? She is off on another mission for Hunter, the King of the Shadows' Realm. Occasionally she is tasked by him to run messages since she likes to spend most of her time running and jumping (if not also playing practical jokes). Normally, a tune is all that fills her head when she is jumping, but this time, she too is wondering where her friend was at and if she was going to maybe bump into him as she delivered her latest message.

So, now that we know where everyone else is, where is the guest of honor? He is currently somewhere in the forest searching for his lost pillow and trying to find his new friend, Sprout. Hungry had first met Sprout outside of the Sugar Plum Bakery but lost him as they were traveling back to Sprout's home on the other side of the forest. If only Sprout had known that the others were looking for his new friend, just maybe they might have found him sooner...

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Meanwhile, back at the mushroom...

5/19/2020

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As Hewy and Sprite started their journey to Parsley's mushroom home at the end of the Mushroom Line, Parsley was getting an update on the Dragon sightings that were being reported.

Everyone knows that the Mushroom Line is the most reliable information chain in the Shadows' Realm especially since Parsley was appointed the Telegraph Master. At the moment though the telegraph master was drinking tea and laughing with tears rolling from her eyes. While Parsley was laughing, Efem was getting a little steamed. She was not happy with the apparent lack of progress in finding the Wish Dragon and she wanted answers now!

"Parsley! How can you sit there laughing when we have an emergency building? What could be so funny that you would forget why we are even here?" Efem growled as she scowled at Parsley. As Efem vented, Cornelia continued to sit quietly in the corner of the room, sipping her tea, knowing that something better happen soon or her sister was going to boil over.

Gasping for breath Parsley answered, "The mushrooms are telling me that we are going to have a stranger soon arriving. (Taking another deep breath.) Plus my son will be with him," Parsley slowly replied.

"What's so funny about that?" demanded Efem.

"Oh, nothing. I had just forgotten how frustrated you can get and was enjoying watching you. It was like old times," snickered Parsley. "The mushrooms also just told me that Sprout is talking his ear off about being hungry and I thought that was funny when you think about it..." mused Parsley.

Efem turned to Cornelia to see if she understood and then turned back to Parsley - continuing to looked confused. "What is Parsley talking about?" thought Efem. Then there was a snicker and then finally Cornelia started to laugh out loud too. Which only made Efem a little madder. "What is it that I am missing?" she demanded from them.

"Don't you get it? Hungry?"

At first Efem just looked at the two as if they were losing it... then the light came on. The young Wish Dragon's name was Hungry... Finally a small smile did appear as she just shook her head, wondering how she got stuck with a sister like Cornelia and a friend like Parsley. Then as she joined in the joke knowing that she was indeed lucky, and feeling happy, she glowed even brighter.

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Letters from the Lovelorn Ladies...

1/27/2020

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In all affairs of the heart, the Bellwether likes to pride itself as an equal opportunist for those that wish to express themselves in the language of Love.
As such, this week's edition of the Bellwether is devoted to the Ladies.

Who will be brave enough to come forth in their adventure of looking for Love?

My Roots Run Deep...
Don't hide your light under a bush. Are you someone I can grow closer to? If so, then long walks along the garden path and dancing in the moonlight are just the things that will bring out my glow of happiness. Meet me at the Entrance of the Sacred Grove at the next Full Moon to see if we are kindred souls.
P.S. Must love cats and Giggle Juiceberry cookies.
~~Share with me the beauty of nature,
 Efem, Tree Mother of the Sacred Grove

Come Sweep Me Off My Feet...
I am a homebody at heart and looking for someone to share the hearth with. We will spend magical evenings lounging by a spotless fireplace. Or if being well stuffed after one of my dinners in a well-scrubbed kitchen is more your idea of romance, I have been known to whip up something delightful in a moment's notice.
A game of matching the last sock out of the wash is one of my all time favorite matchmaking games.
Dust the negativity out of your life with me,
Granny Flare, House Brownie

Do You Believe...
As a Dowager, I excel at ruling over a large table of guests, but nothing warms my heart more than a lovely intimate dinner for two. If good food prepared by the best Brownie cook with stimulating conversation and dragon flames glowing in the sconces on the castle walls; followed up by a tasty dessert is your type of wish for a Valentine evening then *RSVP below.

(*RSVP - Reserve Seating with a Very special Person)
In friendship,
Griselda, the Dowager

Valentines Day is coming and love is floating in the air - who else will cupids arrows strike? One of the few immune to this Valentines Day holiday is Sprout. He can't figure out what all the hallaboo is about with squirrely giggles and fluttering butterfly kisses. So where is he? Parsley still has not found that boy...

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The Tea Reading...

12/3/2019

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The muffins were gone and the tea had been sipped and Efem was starting to get anxious again. “I have enjoyed this catching up but we need to start doing something to find the Wish Dragon,” Efem told Parsley. “He could have been found already and we are just sitting here drinking tea and eating goodies. Have the mushrooms found anything yet?”

“Don’t worry,” Parsley told her as she stood and began to clear the table of dishes. “We will be informed when they do, but in the meantime, our next step is to do a little magic of our own. Finish up your tea and remember to leave just a little in the bottom so that we will see what the tea leaves tell us.”

Both Efem and Cornelia had heard about Parsley’s ability with the tea leaves being second only to Chamomile (if you like a tea reading... check out the link by clicking on the highlighted name). Maybe it was because Parsley created her own blends of tea which gave it that extra power or because she was an herbalist, either way, Efem finally felt like they were doing something to find the Dragon. “What can we do to help?” she asked their host as she started to rise from her chair.

“Stay put Efem and finish your tea,” Parsley told them. “I will be needing your cups shortly. Think about the Dragon before you finish drinking. That will help when I read your tea leaves.” It only took a couple of minutes before Parsley had the table cleared and returned to her seat. “Now, let’s see what we can find out.”

Flipping each of the three cups over onto their saucers, then turning them counter-clockwise three times, Parsley touched each of the cups and mumbled some words that the sisters could not hear, she then turned Cornelia’s cup over first to see the leaves. “Ahh... I see here two faces going in two different directions. They will have to learn to work together if they are to find the missing young Dragon. If they do, then Nemmer and The CAT will find him, but the question remains - will they be the first to find the Dragon?”

Next, it was Efem’s cup to read. Turning the cup over, Parsley looked closely at the leaves. “Many are looking for the Dragon. That bit of information we already knew, but this tells me that there is some who are wanting the Dragon more than just to find him.

"See how he holds his arm out to the right? Almost like a wizard or a warrior. In his other arm he seems to be carrying something. I don't know if it is a shield or a baby Dragon. The message is muddled with how strong this searcher is and I cannot see what it is he wants from the Dragon.” Frowning, Efem started to worry even more than before.

Parsley could see that Efem was getting concerned. “Let me see if my cup can tell me more about the searchers." Closing her eyes, she placed her hands on her teacup. As she opened them, she turned the cup over and looked in. "One of the searchers is not of the Fae nor of the land while One is the land.”

“Parsley, I am confused,” Cornelia said. “What does that mean? One not being Fae nor of the land can only mean an outsider I would assume, but how can one be the land?” “I don’t know,” replied Parsley. “I am just as confused as you are. Efem, any ideas?”

"Give me a minute to think about what you have said,” answered Efem. “You have given me hope knowing that Nemmer and The CAT will find the Dragon at least. The problem is being the first. We must increase our efforts. Cornelia, you need to contact the Bee-Gs and have them looking also and I will connect to the Root Connection. We must be the ones that find the Dragon first.”

Parsley stood and started to the cottage door. "I'm going to run down Sprout! He needs to join in here to help look too!" Efem and Cornelia looked at each other. "Who's Sprout?" they thought.

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Being "asked to leave"...

Come on...Tell us what you know...

And a Prophecy is Unveiled...

Dinner and a dash of Snooping...

The weary travelers arrive...

Who are they???

Where the heck is everybody???

Meanwhile, back at the mushroom...

Letters from the Lovelorn Ladies...

The Tea Reading...

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