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Being "asked to leave"...

9/1/2020

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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."
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​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.
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​"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.
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​All of a sudden it hit Parsley! 
​"How did you know his name?  We never told you his name was Hungry," she asked Sprout.
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​"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.​
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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.
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"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?"
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​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."
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​"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.
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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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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.
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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.  
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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...
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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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Practice, practice, practice...

7/14/2020

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"Sisters, they are coming.  We must prepare," Awena told the others as she blew away the flames of her vision.  In it she had just seen Hewy and the others following the magpie she had sent to guide them.
​"Ah Hewy, you look as young as when we first met.  To bad it was never to be," she thought, but only for a moment as she would never have changed her life of being a Sleeping Sister. Before Awena had ever met Hewy and had fallen in love, she had been gifted with the talent of clear knowing.  
Of all of the intuitive abilities - the clear knowing is the strongest as Awena receives prophetic dreams and visions of future events.  She instantly knows which are true and which are not.  When she had met Hewy those many, many years ago, it had been a surprise to her as she had never had a vision of him before that day.  There were times afterwards, while she was serving as a novice in the Order, that she tried to see him in her visions but he was always cloudy and the dreams were never clear.  Only recently as she was trying a new higher order lesson to enhance her abilities did she start to understand why.
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Awena had been thrilled back then to be asked to join the Order of the Sleeping Sisters because of her ability.  Her first task as a novice was working in the huge library so she could begin her studies of the Language of the Flowers.  She was surprised to also find that they not only had the Language of the Flowers but Sign Language, Ogham Letters, and the Ganome shorthand she had learned as a child. She soon learned that the flower language was slow (who knew that flowers didn't talk very fast), as compared to her Ganome shorthand. She started to explore the great library in her boredom.  It was during those explorations when she discovered the prophecy.  It was a very obscure reference to a time when a Wish Dragon would make a choice that could change the Realms and how a Troll would play a part in the balance.  Reading the prophecy reminded her of Hewy, so she read it again and again and again until she had memorized it.
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It was while she was practicing her new lesson when a thought of Hewy popped into her head. The magic just happened and the prophecy became clear to her.  The Troll in the story was Hewy and the events predicted in the prophecy were now!

"Hewy, my love, our future may all depend on you.  I hope you and your friends are ready for the story I will tell when you arrive," she told herself. 
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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."
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"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.
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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?
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Little do they all realize, but this unique meeting could shape the entire future of both the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm. ​
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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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Hewy, Sprout and the Petal Post

5/5/2020

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Hewy pondered about all that he had heard from Nemmer as they had shared a meal at one of the local pubs.  "A Dragon on the loose," he mumbled to himself.  "It has been a very long time since one of them have been seen."  Nemmer had left to continue the search telling Hewy as he departed that if Hewy was still hungry, and if THE CAT showed up, he could eat him if he wished.  "UGH!  How revolting..." Hewy thought, but since Nemmer was smiling as he said it, decided that he must have just been kidding.
Again, realizing that he still did not have any music for the festival written, Hewy continued wandering around the village for an inspiration.  Occasionally he just stopped and listened to youngsters singing or the sounds being made by those still preparing for the celebration.  Normally the sounds of each day would inspire his melodies, but for some reason, today it was not.
​As he was about to leave the village and see if that elusive inspiration was hiding somewhere else, a large magpie swooped from the sky and landed near his feet.  As Hewy looked at the bird, it appeared to be staring back at him!  "How strange," Hewy thought.  "It is carrying something in it's beak.  It looks like a big flower."
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The magpie appeared to Hewy to have decided something as it hopped closer to Hewy's feet and dropped the flower before flying away.  Picking up the flower, Hewy noticed that it had strange markings on it's petals.  "I have never seen that before," he thought.  "I wonder what they are for?"  Not knowing what to do with it, he decided to take it with him.  "Maybe," he decided, "it will help me to find my musical inspiration today since it certainly is hiding."
Again, Hewy started on his way out of the village on one of the many well used pathways, when he saw Sprout carrying one of the biggest muffins he had ever seen.  "Good afternoon Sprout.  What's with the giant muffin?"

Sprout smiled at Hewy, telling him that for the May Fair the bakers at the Sugar Plum Bakery had made a special muffin just for him.  "I just need to eat it before going home to mom," he laughed,  "or she won't think I will be hungry for dinner."

Hewy just shook his head, wondering how this young stripling kept so slim with all of the food he ate.
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​"Oh, I see that you got a Petal Post.  My mom gets those too," Sprout said as he broke off a piece of the muffin and stuffed it into his mouth.
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"You know what this is?"

Having to swallow before he could answer Hewy's question, Sprout continued, "It's a Petal Post from the Sleeping Sisters.  Mom, Efem, and Cornelia talk about them all of the time.  Must be about something important cause that seems to be the only time a petal post shows up."

Now Hewy was really intrigued.  Could it be a note from Awena?  She did leave to become a Sleeping Sister after all.  "Do you think your mother can read the strange markings?" Sprout only nodded because he had another large chunk of muffin already in his mouth.
And with a nod, Hewy decided that today's music writing would have wait.  He had to know what the Petal Post said and if the message was truly for him.  "Will you take me to your mother?" he asked Sprout.

"Sure.  I should be able to have the muffin gone long before we get there and if we start now, we could be in time for dinner!" Sprout replied as he started to eat another piece of the rapidly shrinking muffin.
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Ten for a bird, you must not miss...

4/28/2020

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The sun was up and it was a beautiful day.  As Hewy was strolling through the countryside, he noticed the small signs that indicated the locals were preparing for the day which falls midway between the spring equinox and the summer solstice.   Soon it will be May 1st and Beltane celebrations would begin, not just in the Shadows' Realm but also for the townsfolk in the Village on the Wall.  
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​The celebration honors spring at its peak and the coming summer but also gives everyone a terrific reason to be outside after the long winter months.  Singing, dancing, and Maypoles will be everywhere.  Then, of course, there will be the big bonfire when it starts to get dark where stories and more singing occurs.
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"And I don't have any new music written still," he mused to himself.  "What good is a master musician without a song?"  This was not the first time he told himself this and it probably won't be the last.  Seeing a tree stump, Hewy decided to sit for a while and work on the latest tune that was stumbling through his head.  He used the word 'stumbling' because the tune was still jumping from here to there and usually falling flat.
​As he worked on the tune, he pulled out his drumsticks and started tapping them on the stump.  A magpie bird that had been sitting in a tree looked down on him when he started thumping on the stump, but realizing he did not have any food to share, promptly began to ignore him.
Lost in his creative thoughts, Hewy did not notice the even larger blue bird approaching up behind him. "Ahem... Hi Hewy," the blue bird said as it cleared his throat to get Hewy's attention.  Startled, Hewy turned and finally noticed Nemmer watching him tap on the tree.  "Oh, hi Nemmer.  What brings you out this fine day?" 

​"I hate to disturb you Hewy, but have you happened to see anything peculiar or hear of any rumors of something strange being seen in the forest lately?" asked Nemmer.  (If you remember, when we last saw Nemmer he was still searching for  the Wish Dragon, Hungry.)
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"No I haven't heard of nor seen anything out of the ordinary recently," replied Hewy, "other than your CAT."  Nemmer replied as he stomped his foot, "It's not my CAT!  If it wasn't for the stupid Petal Post from the Sleeping Sisters, I could be back at my cottage practicing my archery instead of looking for Hungry."
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Petal Post and Sleeping Sisters - now that sounded like an interesting story Hewy thought. "You're hungry? I will help you find something to eat while you tell me all about it," Hewy offered Nemmer.  Now Nemmer was one to never turn down a meal when offered even though he knew that Hewy had misunderstood him.  But he was really too hungry to care.
"It's a deal.  Put away those drumsticks of yours and lets go see if we find some real ones to eat," Nemmer answered hungrily.
As they walked off to find lunch,  Nemmer could hear Hewy humming a song.  "What's that your humming," he asked.

"Oh, it's a little something that I heard the other day and seeing you reminded me of the little tune.  It goes something like this."
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret,
Never to be told.
Eight for a wish,
Nine for a kiss,
Ten for a bird,
You must not miss.
Nemmer started chuckling causing Hewy to ask what was so funny.  "Well, of course I have to be the tenth bird that you shouldn't miss!" replied Nemmer.  "There seems to be a prophecy hidden in your song, Hewy.  What do you think?"  

​As Hewy and Nemmer walked off discussing the hidden meaning to the song, the magpie that had been sitting in the tree flew off to report to the Sleeping Sisters.
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