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The Crack of Doom...

1/10/2023

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As Goodiegood rushed into the Shadows' King's garden she spied the first small group of gathers there "Are we late?"  Knowing that her and her sister's powers would be needed, even if they were late for the beginning of the Dragon's transformation, they were where they needed to be now.
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Looking around the garden she saw the Sleeping Sister, Awena, standing by Griselda, the Dowager, with their heads bent together in quiet conversation.  
Off to one side was Hewy, the Troll,  who was busy giving the Gooblin King, Hir'aeth, the evil eye as the Gooblin King wondered to himself where had Druzzy, the Troll King, snuck off too?  Efem, the Tree Mother, was huddled with Dewin by a small bench and waving her hands in the air trying to make a point as she tried to get his complete attention. While Dewin was trying also to see where the Troll King had wondered off as well as try to keep one ear open to listen to Efem.  ​
Things were certainly tense and confusing.  It was then, as Goodiegood was looking around at everyone, that she noticed the large crystal-like egg in the the middle of the garden.  "I doubt that has been here very long," she asked without expecting much of an answer.  She realized what it was as she looked closer seeing something blue swirling around inside of it.  
Turning to her sisters she said, "It looks like what we feared has happened.  The Prophesy has begun with the Last Wish Dragon being lost.  Now we must find out who sacrificed their magic for this to have happened."  As the three sisters started looking around the garden to see who might be missing from the vision they had earlier, Goodie2shues finally hollered to the crowd, "Everyone! We don't have much time so listen up!  We need to talk to Ffion or the Shadows' King.  Does anyone know where they are?" 
As the crowd stopped what they were doing and all looked at the Goodie sister, it was the Dowager who spoke first.  "Ffion was rushed out of the garden by the King's scribe, Dulbbe, when the King and Hungry vanished!"
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When the Dowager finished, Goodie4u mumbled loud enough for only her sisters to hear, "Now we know who sacrificed their power, as the King and Ffion being Nyte Shades are the only two beings strong enough to give up their power and not be swayed by the Darkness or Greed."  Realizing that speed was now needed, Goodie2shues spoke again to the crowd.  "We need to speak to Ffion immediately!  The Realm depends on it!"
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All of a sudden, a loud 'CRACK' echoed in the garden startling those standing next to the large egg-like crystal.  Goodiegood looked at her sisters with concern in her eyes.  "Goodie2shues, you go and grab Ffion!  Goodie4u, get Scarlet to ready the Nytemares," she continued as she pointed to the King's Farrier.  "You both know what we need!  Time is the most important thing now and we don't have any to waste!"
As her sisters disappeared, Goodiegood quietly mumbled to herself, "The best thing we can do now is get Ffion back to our place so we can whip up our 'Surrogare' recipe before this egg fully hatches.  The Ntyemares are the best choice to fly us home in time."
As the other two sisters flew off to do her bidding, Goodiegood thought about trying to explain to Awena and the Dowager what was happening, but there just wasn't enough time.  All she could do was shout out "Trust ME!" as she ran to follow her sisters.
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Winter Solstice...

12/20/2022

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The Full Moon had been waning as the Winter Solstice drew nearer which meant that the Dowager was running out of time.  The Nytemares were busy trying to find everyone she had written a message to and then rush them back to the Shadows' King castle.
The first to arrive was Awena which the Dowager was very glad to see.  Griselda had quickly grabbed her and took her down into the depths of the library where the Shadows' King had been holed up for the past several days.
As they entered the library, Awena said, "I know there is a prophecy about the Wish Dragon.  Now you are telling me that the King and his daughter are Nyte Shades?  And that they are also going to be affected because they are?"

"Yes to both," answered the Dowager, "and in a way that I am afraid that will put others at risk according to what Ffion has shared with me."
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As they approached their destination, a green glow was emanating from under the door to room 101.  When they knocked they had already decided not to wait for an answer and rushed in before the King could refuse seeing them.  What they saw was a surprise!  Both spied the King sitting on a low stool with his head in his hands.  His clothes, normally clean and spotless, were rumpled and dirty.  His hair stuck out in all directions, no longer combed and braided, but the part that shocked them the most was the defeated look in his eyes.
As they rushed to his side to find out what ailed him, the Dowager was first to speak.  "What is it King Hunter?" she asked as Awena placed her hands on his slumped shoulders.  Awena could feel the tension and frustration that was floating around the King but also something she thought she would never see in him.  She could feel his despair!  Slowly the King looked up at them and in a weary voice asked, "What do you know about the Dragon tablet?"
"Very little," the Dowager replied.  "Other than what the flutterby just shared with me a little while ago.  It has been located and coming here by way of a Borrower as well as with your faithful Scribe, Dulbbe."  ​
"Then there is hope!" murmured the King.  Slowly he stood up with a little wobble since he truly hadn't eaten much in days.  He placed the silk cover over the green glowing crystal ball that had been beside him.  While he was doing this, the Dowager was sharing that she had felt the need to assemble everyone in the King's garden, while she was apologizing that she had used his personal messengers the Nytemares.  The King nodded to her as he picked up the crystal ball and proceeded to leave the library room.  "I agree," answered the King.  Appearing to gain strength from all that he was hearing from the Griselda, he continued, "We will all assemble in the garden as soon as everyone is here, especially Hungry.  He is the key element and now it seems is his time.  I had hoped to give him more time by sending him to his teachers when he first arrived in the Shadows' Realm.  When the tablet had been taken, it started the process and whether or not he is ready, it seems that Hungry will now be coming into his power."​
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By the next night, the night of the Winter Solstice, all were there. From Hungry, the little Wish Dragon, to his teachers like Hewy, Dewin, and even Efem, the Tree Mother.  Also attending was the Troll King, Druzzy, and the Gooblin King, Hir'aeth.  Most were there to help support the lil' Dragon through whatever would happen next, but not all had pure motives.
King Hunter, the Shadows' King, lead everyone out into his garden and then down a trail and through a veil of hanging vines that parted as the participants approached.  Hidden inside was a secluded garden of Moonflowers which surrounded a small stone bench in the center.  The night was black with the new moon and only a handful of dimly shining stars were in the sky but everyone could see the white trail of stones that lead through the Moonflowers and surrounded it.
"Hungry, would you please sit yourself on the stone bench in the center of the garden?"  asked King Hunter while directing the others to stand in a circle around the bench and the now seated Dragon.  "Arnie, as I understand it, you have my tablet?" asked Hunter to the Borrower who was trying to hide behind some of the others in the circle.
With a bowed head, Arnie approached the King while offering the tablet in her hands.  "It is the one time I am sorry that I 'borrowed' something Sire Sir," Arnie meekly replied.  Hunter gently took the tablet from her hands.  "You are forgiven, for it was all part of the prophecy and you were just the element that sparked the beginning of it," the King told her.
He then turned to Awena of the Sleeping Sisters and asked, "Did you bring the Blue Rose with the Tear that your Order has been watching over for eons?"
"Yes," Awena answered.  "We too felt it would be needed.  Would you like for me to give it to Ffion?" Awena asked as she turned to look at the young princess.  For Awena knew that if one took the Moonflower and combined it with a Nyte Shade (for she just learned from the Dowager that Ffion was that Nyte Shade) that it would make the effects of the Moonflower be 100 fold (As in Sleeping Beauty just took a short nap in comparison).
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​​"No, Awena, Please hand it to me," the king replied.
With the Dragon tablet and now the rose in his hand, King Hunter approached Hungry.  "Do you trust me?" asked the King to the lil' Dragon.  As Hungry looked up into his eyes he could see a great sadness in them but he could also feel an over whelming sense of peace and love.  "I don't know you well Sir, but I do trust you," Hungry replied. 
"Then eat the rose," the King commanded as he handed it to the Wish Dragon. Hungry replied, "That should not be a problem for I am forever hungry and sure could use a little snack right now.  Is it sweet?  I do love sweet things, especially from the Sugar Plum factory."  The King nodded his head and told Hungry that he wouldn't be hungry afterwards.
Hungry ate the rose.  As he started chewing, he closed his eyes savoring the sweet taste and the lovely smell of the magic ambrosia.  Then he burped.  It had come from his tummy where a little spark had arisen while he chewed the flower.  It had floated up his throat and out his mouth as he burped.  The spark continued to rise and was quickly hovering over his head where it grew bigger and brighter. Larger and brighter it grew like a shining star in the sky.  The light was almost turning this dark night into day with it's glow and then all of a sudden it burst! Sparks flew everywhere causing those standing around the Wish Dragon to shield their eyes and turn their heads away.
When they turned back to look at Hungry, the Dragon tablet laid on the ground, the Shadows' King was gone, and a huge crystal orb was in the middle of the garden where the Wish Dragon had been sitting.  As everyone was examining the crystal orb, the others did not notice as the Troll King quickly picked up the tablet and slide it under his crown.
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Burnt Out...!!

9/14/2021

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Hewy needed to check on Hungry, the little Dragon, especially after being "asked" by the Troll King to find him. As he followed the trail to Cornelia's cottage, (since that is where Hungry was staying) his thoughts were concentrated on what had just happened at the Troll King's court.  "Why does the King really want to meet Hungry?" he pondered.  He knew that Druzzy was up to no good, but he just could not see what he wanted from the young Wish Dragon.  "I need to talk to the others," he mumbled deciding that was his best course and wondering what was causing this smoke in the air?  The smoke seemed to be coming from the direction of Cornelia's cottage!  He quickened his pace and after realizing that it WAS coming from the cottage he started running towards the smoke.
​Smoke was rolling out of the windows and the door. Fearing for his friends he was just about to run into the cottage when he saw Cornelia, Efem, The CAT, and Hungry all standing near the bee hives.  As usual, The CAT was just looking at everything and smiling, Efem and Cornelia were both coughing and wiping their watering eyes, and Hungry, if a Dragon can look apologetic and embarrassed, was wringing his front paws together saying that he was really, realllllly sorry.
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"Is everyone okay?  Where's the water buckets and I will start trying to put the fire out!" asked Hewy as he started towards the well.
"Hewy, It's fine.  The fire is out," Efem was finally able to tell him after she had stopped coughing.  Cornelia grumbled, since Efem was coughing again, "We have found out that when Hungry gets excited, he spits a little fire and a lot, and I do mean a lot, of smoke."
It took Hewy a minute before he realized what was happening, then since everyone was okay, he started laughing.   This is when The CAT joined in as he also thought it was funny.  Knowing that he was Hungry's Spite, The CAT was enjoying both being fed by Cornelia and Efem as well as the entertainment of these Wish Dragon's lessons.  Hewy, soon realizing that both of the Dryads were not as amused as him, quickly stopped laughing but still could not take the smile from his lips.
"And to what do we owe this visit from you today?" growled Efem as she wiped the tears from her eyes.  "You are not scheduled to be Hungry's teacher for another couple of weeks."
Having almost forgotten his reason for the visit, Hewy quickly told them of his meeting with the King of the Trolls and his concerns.  "I agree Hewy, he is up to no good," answered Efem.  "The question is, what do we do?"
"I have been thinking about that and the best I can come up with is to send Hungry somewhere for a while so Druzzy won't be able to find him until we find out what he is wanting," answered Hewy.  "The problem is that I can't think of anyplace safe and where he won't be seen."
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It was The CAT that came up with the answer.  "Well, since your places aren't fireproof," smiled The CAT, "Why not send him to Dewin's for his lessons a little early?  With the shabby way your homes are built, at least the cave won't burn down..."  With the withering stares he received from both Efem and Cornelia, for once The CAT did not finish his sentence.  Standing up and slinking away, Hewy could hear The CAT muttering something like, "sure, blame the cat..."
Now Dewin, being a wizard, had given the others each a crystal to communicate with him over long distances so they could keep in touch.  They decided that would be the best for Hungry and after the smoke cleared, went back inside of the cottage  where they told Dewin about their concerns and request.  Shortly Sprigg'n, the Spite that had attached herself to the wizard upon his arrival to the Realm, arrived and they (Hungry, The CAT, and Sprigg'n) were off to the safety of Dewin's cave.
As they left and Hewy watched them crest the first hill and disappear from sight, Hewy finally felt that Hungry would soon be safe... ahhh, but will he?  There seems to be others who also wish to see the Wish Dragon and not all of them from just curiosity.  "Now," wondered Hewy, "in the meantime where I am going to disappear until this blows over?"
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What a Knight!

8/3/2021

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The Dowager, Griselda, had heard that there was going to be an event in the Woods hosted by Hunter, the Shadows' King.  Some type of tournament where Hunter's Nytemares would be able to let out some energy.  If it was going to be like the tournaments that she had watched as a much younger maid she just had to go. The problem with a tournament though is that proper young ladies did not go alone. "Maybe Efem would enjoy this too," she thought.  At first she was going to snail mail the invite, but then decided to send it through the Bee-Gs to see if the Dryad would accompany her to the Festival.
Later, as Efem and the Dowager were walking around the tournament field admiring the beautiful Nytemares competing against each other, the Dowager asked Efem "Have you heard anything in the Mushroom line about Hewy's new commission to the Troll King and what the King is like?  I have been gone quite a while and maybe the Baron has met the Troll King, but I have never been introduced to him myself."     
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"I had not heard about a commission and I don't know anything about the King of the Trolls personally, only gossip of what the Twitter Birds retweet about him.  They say that he  can be a devil," Efem answered.  
"Oh No!" Griselda exclaimed.  "Do you mean he is evil?  We don't need that here!"  "No... No..." smiled Efem.  "He not the blackhearted, world destroying evil type.  The buzzing I have been hearing is that he is more the minor, mischievous imp, wicked-fun type than dark evil.  Just not someone you would trust your family fortune too!  Eventually he would find a way to keep it and have you working for him too."
"Oh" the Dowager sighed.  "Then he could still be dangerous in his own way,"  dreamily smiling as she gazed at a knight riding a Nytemare in the jousting arena... "We will have to keep an eye on him - for Hewy's sake of course."   Efem, realizing that Griselda was staring at the knight and not the horse, turned startled eyes to the Dowager and smiled, "Griselda, aren't you too old for such nonsense?"
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The Dowager, turning her big innocent eyes towards her answered with a laugh, "I'm not dead yet!"
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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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Special Edition of the Bellwether

4/14/2021

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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. 
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​Click here to read this Special Edition of the Bellwether
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!




​As Hewy and Sprout eat a quick snack at the Sugar Plum Bakery, the latest headlines catch the Troll's eye.  Quickly scanning the article he grabs the young dryad and heads for the door.  "We have somewhere to be," is all he tells Sprout.
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Efem, Cornelia, and Parsley were all drinking tea while they waited to hear the latest reports from the Mushroom Line and Twitter birds when the special edition of the Bellwether arrived.  Instantly they all jumped to their feet and started for the door.  In their haste, Parsley did not even remember to leave a message for her son, Sprout.  "I am sure he will find something to eat on his own," she thought after the three of them had hurried down the trail.

​​Nemmer, finally giving up on finding The CAT let alone a Wish Dragon, was walking home to have dinner with his wife, Cornelia, not realizing that at that moment she was closer to finding the Wish Dragon than he was.  As he stooped in the doorway to pick up the newspaper that had just been delivered, he decided to quickly scan the headlines to catch-up on local events.  He never had a chance to turn to the next page as he dropped the paper, turned around, and headed back down the trail.
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​As Fiddlefaddle delivered copies of the paper to both the Baron and Dowager with their tea, soon it would be known that their secret was out.  The Wish Dragon had been discovered!  “I hope Hungry will be alright,” thought Griselda, the Dowager, as she read the article.
​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.”
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… 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.
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