"Can't we take a break Sprigg'n?" asked Hungry. "I am getting hungry and every time my stomach rumbles..." just then his stomach gave out another loud growl. The CAT started laughing as Sprigg'n just shook her head from side-to-side. "You had better let him eat otherwise you never know what kind of bush you will end up with," snickered The CAT.
"Okay, Okay. Let's take a break," Sprigg'n told them. As they ate, Hungry asked about his other friends and had anything new happened in the Realm. As a student the little Dragon had very little time to visit with anyone who was not one of his teachers and most of them focused more on the lesson than on play or gossip. That is, except for Sprigg'n.
When Sprigg'n said the word 'Dragons', Hungry stopped eating and with longing in his eyes for more juicy news to feed on, asked the Spite. "Who are the 'borrowers' and what's so special about a tablet?" Before Sprigg'n could answer, The CAT jumped into telling Hungry about the 'borrowers'.
"We call them the 'borrowers' as few know their real name. They are called 'borrowers' because that is what they do. If they see something that interests them, they 'borrow' it. They don't consider it stealing because either they leave something else behind or more likely they lose interest in the thing and usually return what they "borrowed" to where it was 'found'." Before Sprigg'n could add what she knew, The CAT continued, "and this 'found' tablet was supposed to have been written by a Dragon! It seems it was written before they all left and hidden away never to be seen again until you arrived."
"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."
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?"
"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.
"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."
"As they both must gain the Dragyn 's token."
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.
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!!!
“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?”
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.”
“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?”
“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.
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.
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."
"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?"
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.
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.
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.
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.
Dewin mumbled as he remembered about that day long ago when he first met the Spite. As impossible as it may seem, at the same time Sprigg'n was also thinking about that fateful day.
After that infamous wish was granted and the village was transported, Dewin saw the Spite following him as he left the village...
"Go away and quit following me," Dewin growled at the Spite. The Spite just ignored him. Finally Dewin turned around and faced the Spite. "Who are you and why are you following me?" he demanded of the Spite. After just staring at Dewin for a minute, the Spite finally answered. "I am here because of you. You are part of the wish and the Flames of Magic have welded us together."
"What does that mean... Flames of Magic?" Dewin asked.
"When a Dragon egg is hatched, the stones that make up the nest are magically changed into crystals by magic. Each new crystal absorbs the loose magic released from the hatching. That is why both the Fae and Outies search for the crystals."
"What does that have to do with you following me?" asked Dewin. Inspite of himself, Dewin was interested in what the answer might be. "Well?"
"You must be really thick headed," answered the Spite, "and I thought you were a wizard. Because you were practicing magic at the time of the wish by a Wish Dragon the Flames of Magic has joined us all together. Where you go, I now go until the wish is changed or broken."
"A wish can be broken?" Dewin uttered in surprise. "How can that happen?"
Spite only looked at Dewin as she shook her head from side to side, "Wizards," was all she would mutter.
As long ago when the conversation took place, Dewin could still remember the look of disgust on the Spite's face...
Suddenly the Spite appeared on the trail in front of Dewin. "I have found him," she told the Wizard.
Both sat down and stared at each other for a minute but shortly realized that the energy was growing again. Sprigg’n decided to test a theory by standing up and moving a little farther away from The CAT. The electrical build-up started to dissipate. “So, it is something about us being together,” thought the Spite. “I wonder what it could be.”
As The CAT was thinking things over, Sprigg’n realized something. “You’re a SPITE!” she shouted as she jumped up. A funny look appeared on The CAT’s face as her comment as sunk in.
“How could I be a Spite?” asked The CAT. “Spites only appear with a Wish Dragon and a wish.”
“I don’t know anything about being a Spite. What should I do?” inquired The CAT. For the first time in his life, he was confused and unsure of himself so it was a surprise that he was asking Sprigg’n for help. “I am only asking for her help since she has been a Spite for a long time and should know more about it,” he rationalized to make himself feel better as he did not like owing anyone anything.
Sprigg’n sat back down and thought some more. Finally, she answered The CAT. “You should be able to feel the Wish Dragon to locate him. You need to go to him to find out if you are his Spite.”
“Now why would I want to let a Dragon eat me?” replied The CAT. “No thanks!”
“If you are his Spite, he won’t eat you! You dumb cat!” growled Sprigg’n. “He needs you as much as you will need him. If anything happens to the Dragon – it will also happen to you!”
Now, that was a thought The CAT did not like. “Okay, I will find him, but what should we do after that?” he asked Sprigg’n.
“I know a wizard who might be able to help. Do you know where the Magical Well is?” As The CAT nodded his head in the affirmative, Sprigg’n continued. “Take him to there and we will meet you.”
As Sprigg’n started to leave, she heard The CAT mutter, “You better be right about not being eaten…” before he too disappeared. Neither had realized that they had been overheard by another…
Now, as everyone who has ever lived with a cat (you don't own a cat - you just live with it), that a cat has a mind of it's own. Add a touch of magic, the ability to talk, and a cat attitude - things become even more interesting. Especially with a cat that has a twisted sense of humor!
The CAT quickly sauntered (cats do not just walk anywhere) over to the Twitter birds' pond and summoned who could be calling him...
It was that wizard Dewin's Spite looking into a mirror. "Why would she be searching for me?" The CAT pondered. "I haven't bothered a Spite before..." As he said this, he realized that this was something new and not boring!!! Instantly he knew where the Spite was and that it was very close. "Close enough for just a short magical spring" decided The CAT.
So, as Sprigg'n was deciding whether to search for The CAT or go and tell Dewin what she had discovered (both about the Wish Dragon and her new names), The CAT suddenly appeared sitting on the trail in front of her. There was no 'POOF' of magic - just a smug looking cat smiling at the Spite like it was soon to be a meal. "I have heard of you," Spite smiled back, "and your mischief. What do you want from me?"
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