Category: The Wish Dragon

And a Prophecy is Unveiled...

8/4/2020

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When the last of the Wish Dragyns are lost
and is starving for knowledge at any cost;
will choices be made by many
that will bring the Realms to despair or to plenty.

Which way will it sway and who will triumph none yet can foretell
but for good to win the evil must not prevail;
for if evil wins forever magic will be changed or lost
and the Realms will suffer at the cost.

For in the telling of this tale a musician must play
as the dryad who has forsaken it's way;
the troll will mend what was once broken
as they both must gain the Dragyn 's token.

For if this does not happen another will sway
the young mind which will drift away;
and from the lack of knowledge will the choice then be
for the Dragyn will grant the destructive plea.

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

Where the heck is everybody???

6/30/2020

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

How to find a growing Sprout? Think with your stomach...

2/11/2020

“Too bad this place is so far away from the house,” mumbles Sprout as he is halfway to the Sugar Plum Bakery. “It takes so long to walk here that by the time I get back home, I am hungry again.” Strolling through the bushes, thinking about those sweet muffins he will shortly be eating, he starts singing a little ditty about sweets. He decides to take a shortcut that he has used many times hoping to get to the bakery that much quicker. As Sprout approaches the edge of the brambles, just before the bakery, a loud noise catches his attention.

“Growwwlll…”

“Who’s there?” he stammered. With only hearing another loud growl, he slowly starts to back away from the bushes. Just then a long snout pokes out! It was a long purplish nose that had two dark eyes above it looking back at him. Stumbling as he continued moving backward, Sprout glanced down and also saw some very large feet sticking out of the bushes. This was definitely not a tree or anything he had ever seen before!

Just as Sprout was ready to scream and run away, the purple nose pushed through the bush and Sprout found out that it was attached to a Dragon. A Dragon that was licking its lips. “I’m Hungry,” the Dragon told him. At this moment, Sprout decided this would be a really good time to run like the wind.

Now, keep in mind that Sprout had not been told about the Dragon that everyone was looking for, so he was not too happy to find a Dragon standing in front of him, especially one that was licking its lips.

Hungry continued, “Do you think they would share some of those delicious smelling cakes you were singing about?” Now this surprised Sprout, first a talking Dragon, but secondly, one who was wanting the same thing he wanted. “You are not going to eat me?” asked Sprout.

“Do you taste good?” answered Hungry. “I normally don’t like green food. I would rather try some of the delicious smelling treats instead.”

“I have never thought about if I taste good or not. I don’t think I do, so, let’s get some of the Sugar Plum Muffins instead,” he told the Dragon. “By the way, my name is Sprout. What’s yours?”

“I am Hungry. You remind me of a friend of mine. Do you know Meen? I was with her before the Shadow King sent me with a Nytemare to find my teacher here in the Shadows’ Realm. I got hungry on the way and somehow lost my guide.” As Hungry’s stomach grumbled some more, louder than before this time, Sprout was starting to realize that maybe he had found someone who had a sweet tooth as big as his.

“Let’s get some muffins and you can tell me more about your travels here. Maybe Meen will come by while we are at the bakery. Sometimes we meet there before we go out for some fun,” Sprout told the Dragon as they started off to the bakery.

A little while later as the two of them walked down the trail away from the bakery.
“… as I was saying before," Hungry continued his tale, "then the King sent Meen on an errand and I have not seen her since. Scarlet showed me that Nytemares have shoes and then the King told me that he was going to send me to a teacher and that I could keep my pillow, which I lost in the woods,” Hungry explained to Sprout as he smacked his lips while eating the muffins from the bakery. “By the way, where are we going to now?” asked Hungry

“It’s getting close to dinner time. I am taking you to my home to see if dinner is ready and I am sure that mom would like to meet you. Maybe she can help you find your teacher,” answered Sprout.

“And maybe help me find my pillow? I really miss it…”

The Wish Dragon Clan Story

8/21/2018

If you have not been following Griselda's story (click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)

The Dowager looked up from her cup of tea that she had been swirling in her hand and directly in the eyes of her son. “Do you remember what I said about Dragons being literal?” Before he could answer she continued, “Well never mind - they are. It caused the Great Age of Befuddlement and was the first conflict of the Outies, Dragons, and Fae in the Village."

"There was this Outie who wished for a Mountain of Gold! I mean really, he couldn't have asked for a molehill or a hummock. Then what did the Dragon do - but give it to him. I don’t remember exactly what happened but the Outie received his mountain but it was not as he expected. It was a mountain with the gold laying deep down inside of it. This of course created chaos as all the other Outies also wanted their share of the gold and rushed to the mountain."

"A group of Fae had been watching and didn't like the greed and fighting that broke out between the Outies. How stupid to be fighting over something like gold. Now being annoyed because a new mountain appears in the middle of the Village I understood. Anyhow, these weren't the feelings and experiences the Fae had hoped to share with the Outies. After talking among themselves, they decided to volunteer to become interpreters to the literal minded Dragons. This way, the Fae who better understood the Dragons, hoped they could help the Outies and keep the natural balance of harmony. As interpreters, they could also stop misunderstandings such as this from happening again. It was this conflict that created the Wish Dragon clan. That is where our family comes in son.”

Griselda standing up from her chair, leaned forward and rolled back her sleeve to show her Dragon tattoo. “When I was a young girl, I was selected to become a Wish Dragon Guardian and receive my tattoo. It was a special day of celebration for the clan when this ritual came to one of us."

Whispering to herself so low that the others could not hear, "It is a memory that is never far from my mind." Quietly she sat, sipping her tea and staring into space, thinking back to those days, as her two listeners sat waiting for her to continue, not wanting to break the spell of her tale.

Finally, Griselda realizes that she has been day-dreaming of the past. "There is much more to tell, but, that will have to await another day as I am tired and the evening is here." Rising, she continues, "When Sneefle arrives with my things, have him deliver them to my room. I will meet with both of you again in the morning." She nods to the Baron and then turns to look directly at Hungry, "Good night Hungry. Sleep well this night and tomorrow I will tell you more about your heritage," smiling, she adds, "Oh... and if you like, you may take the pillow with you."

As the Dowager and the Dragon leave the parlor, the Baron closes his eyes, shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders. "Oh no, I forgot all about Sneefle. Fiddlefaddle will not be overly thrilled when he arrives..."

Transformation - Transconfusion...

8/20/2018

If you have not been following Griselda's story (click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)

Hungry and the Baron were totally absorbed in what they were hearing. This tale was no longer just a story, it was real. "That village that was moved from the world of the Outies and into this land of Fae is the one we live in now" Griselda told them. After another sip of tea, she continued with her story. “At first the Fae hid from the Outies because they were so different. Fae usually can take any shape or size desired. Today one may float in the air and look like a small bird, tomorrow it may decide to look like a rock and stare at the sky. That is the way of magic - time and shape mean little to Fae, it is the experiences and feelings involved that are important to them. The Fae were attracted to the Outies because of all the new experience they got in observing them. The Outies, because of all this shape shifting and floating rocks, were noticeably having difficulties with adjusting to the Fae.”

"With all this loose and chaotic magic floating around from the Outies making wishes left and right, the Dragons granting them, and the fairies trying to keep up with all these new experiences; finally, the Fae decided to request a council with the Dragons. A decision had to be made to restore the natural order of things in the realm. Some of the Fae still wanted to observe the Outies while others decided to migrate to the Shadow's Realm. The Fae that left felt that they could adjust easier to hiding within shadows than to the Outies. In the Shadow's Realm they could continue to live in the Old Ways while not scaring the Outies.”

“So that is why the Shadow's Realm limits who can go there,” the Baron said, drawing a stern look from his mother and Hungry for interrupting her story.

Griselda took another sip of her tea and began speaking again. “Those Fae that stayed decided they would take forms that would not confuse or scare the Outies. Most chose to look like humans with a head, hands, fingers, and toes. The problem was the Fae had never really looked that close at the Outies. Who looks at little things like fingers and toes when you can change your shape and form? Anyhow, they had just assumed they had the Fae style of three fingers and four toes. It was much later they found out it wasn't the case. Oh well... Some did noticed that the Outies had no beautiful wings though. Most of the Fae remaining decided they could sacrifice their lovely wings to minimize the jealousy of how beautiful they looked."

"But all of us were determined that we would keep our pointed ears – some things we would not change. Anyhow, those Fae that stayed soon were accepted by the Outies and started living together in the Village on the Wall. Shortly though, was the first of the Great Misunderstandings to occur. It was because of these misunderstandings that the Wish Dragon clan was created and how it came to be both the Village's aide and later be it's curse."

Where every good story begins...

8/20/2018

If you have not been following Griselda's story (click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)

When the Baron and the Dowager returned to the Parlor with Hungry, and with Fiddlefaddle off somewhere putting his feet up after brewing a fresh pot of tea for them, it was time to start the tale.

Placing her cup on the saucer and then setting it down on the table, Griselda began. “Now that we are seated and I have had some tea, I will tell you how you are a Dragon my son.” As she starts, Hungry pulls up a cushy pillow and squirms around on it. “Hmmm,” he thinks... “this is more comfortable than my rock.”

“Before I tell you about the Wish Dragons," Griselda continues, "I have to go even further back to when the Realm was young and just starting to be. Everything has a beginning and so too does the Realm of Wymsy. Would it surprise you son, that your ancestors were both of the Fae and Human world?”

“Mother, today nothing would surprise me after finding out that I am also a Dragon,” smiled the Baron. Griselda smiled back at him and continued her story.

“Once this land was filled with only Fae and Dragons. Both living in harmony as they were so used to each other that neither really noticed the other.”

“How can you not notice each other? That doesn’t make sense,” interrupted Hungry looking slightly confused.

“It is like when you live a place that is so beautiful and has so many special things to see and do, you don’t notice them anymore as being anything special,” answered the Dowager. “It was because of this that the Dragons started to travel the surrounding lands to discover new things. A Dragon’s curiosity and thirst for knowledge is legendary. They must have new experiences so their magic can grow and adapt. Without change, their magic starts to grow stagnant and they become idle. When a Dragon is idle too long, it reverts back to the stones from which it came from.”

Startled, Hungry jumped from his seat and looked down as if he could see through the floors of the Mansion to his rock in the cave. “I could be sitting on another Dragon in my cave?”

“It is not quite like that Hungry. No, I don’t think you are sitting on another Dragon. So sit back down so I can continue the story.” Hungry snuggled back into the feather pillow. “Purrr - I really do need to see if I can take this down to the cave later,” he thought.

“It was during a Dragon’s travels, looking for a new adventure, when it discovered humans. Originally, we did not know what to call them, so they became ‘Outies’ since they lived outside of our realm. We did not call this land the Realm of Wymsy then, as both the Fae and the Dragons just knew it to be where they lived. It wasn’t until the Outies came to the realm that it was named, but, I get ahead of myself. Now, where was I?”

“You were starting to tell us about the Dragon who found humans, sorry, Outies,” quickly replied the Baron wanting to hear more.

“This Dragon heard a wish in the making from a young Outie who was asking for magic. Dragons, being extremely literal, thought, why not? So it gave a small child named Myrddin the power of magic.”

“Mother, you don’t mean Merlin as in THE Merlin in the King Arthur tales that the humans speak of in the Outer Lands?” exclaimed the Baron. “But, now that I think further on it, the Dragon was symbolic in the tales of Merlin and Arthur. Please, Mother, go on. This is getting more exciting!!! I wish I would have known this before my travels in their lands.”

“The Dragon returned to his land telling the other dragons about what he had found. Soon, many of the Dragons were visiting the Outies. They were returning with new experiences and adventures that they shared with the each other. It was about this time the Fae realized that trouble was beginning to brew. As I said earlier, Dragons are literal. To the point of complete misunderstanding! The Outies could ask for something like ‘food’ and get charcoal. Now, to a Dragon, charcoal is food, so it could not understand why the Outie was not happy with having their wish answered.” Griselda paused to take a small sip of tea as Hungry and the Baron sat quietly, waiting for her to continue the story.

“One day a Dragon brought an entire village of Outies back to it's realm because a mountain that the Dragon had landed on had crumbled and was about to bury the village. The Dragon felt so bad about it that it magically removed the entire village from their land to ours. This village became The Village on the Wall that we live in. Yes that is that same village the dragon brought back.”

What do you mean you are a Dragon?

8/10/2018

If you have not been following Griselda's story (click here and scroll down to go to the beginning)

Immediately the baby Dragon smiles and its eyes light up with a slight glow. “I DO know you!” Hungry shouts. “You are a Dragon!”

“Yes, little one, I am,” whispers the Dowager.

This caught the Baron off guard. How could his mother be a Dragon. That’s not right since she was his mother and he knew he wasn’t a Dragon. Something else must be going on here. “Mom, can you tell me what you two are talking about? Please?”

Griselda smiles at her son and the dragon. "We are the Guardians and descendants of the Wish Dragon clan. We once worked with the Wish Dragons to help make ‘Wishes’ come true.

Why, Allowishes do you think you can find the magical creatures you save? And why you feel the need to help and protect them? Hungry, you are the first Wish Dragon I have seen in many, many, many years. Sadly there was a dark time that came to the Village that destroyed the trust between the Dragons and us. They were driven away - never to be seen again. You, Hungry, are the answer to my 'Wish'. Now, lets go back to the parlor so I can sit down in a comfortable chair and I will tell you all about your Dragon history."

As the Baron and Grisdelda started walking back to the Mansion, Griselda turned to look at the baby Dragon, "Hurry up Hungry. I am sure we can find something more comfortable for you to sit on other than a rock."

"But I like my rock," grumbled Hungry under his breath, as he slid from the stone he had been sitting on and started following her out of the cave.

Will a wish come true?

8/8/2018

Since it seemed no one was taking care of the grounds around the Mansion, a seedling dandelion was easier to find than it should have been. "I might have to listen to Mom and actually hire more help around here," thought the Baron as he looked at the dandelions in his gardens. Quickly picking one he returned to the parlor. "I have it! Now off to the caves," he said as the Dowager rose from the chair and started to the door leading to the caves under the Mansion.

In their haste they realized they forgot the lantern. "Don't worry Mom, you can follow me, I know the way," the Baron assured the Dowager. The passageway was dark, but the ground was level and soon they could see the glow of a light where earlier the Baron had left the baby Dragon. Griselda had goosebumps everywhere... to see a Dragon after so many, many, many (let's not get carried away with the many's she thought) years. I feel again like the young maiden who just received her Dragon tattoo as a Wish Dragon Guardian.

"Is it too hopeful that a Wish Dragon has returned?" she mused.

Upon entering the cave, they see the young Dragon sitting on a rock watching them. “Hello little one. My son says your name is Hungry and that you are a ‘Secret’. But, you may be more than that. We shall determine that soon. I am the Dowager Griselda, the Baron’s mother and am very happy to meet you. May I ask you some questions?”

The little Dragon stared intensely at Griselda for a minute before answering. “I will try to answer. I feel that I should know you. Do I?”

“No, we have never met. But, we may know each other or more specifically, we may know ‘of’ each other. I am going to do something and you need to tell me if you feel anything. Is that okay?”

“Will it hurt?” asked the Dragon. “If it does, then I don’t want to do it.”

“It will not hurt. All I am going to do is blow on this seedling flower. Now, tell me if you feel anything when I blow.” Griselda made her silent wish, puckered her lips, and lightly blew on the small seedlings, sending them flying through the air. Immediately a small flutter-by materialized in the air and landed in Griselda's hair. "My wish has come true," she whispers.

Make a Wish...
When it's true, a flutterby will come to you.

Down to the Dark Depths...

7/5/2018

While Meen and Snooker are "discussing" the merit of secrets, the Baron is about to discover a few of his own. Now, if you didn't see the message from the Baroness, here is a quick reminder.

At this point, the Baron thinks it might be a good idea to discover just what is going on beneath his mansion. Of course that includes dragging along Fiddlefaddle, his faithful but sometimes grumpy manservant, whether he wants to or not.

"Hold on Fiddlefaddle. Let me go first. By the way, you did bring the key to open the door to the Caves, correct?"

"Of course I brought the key", grumbles Fiddlefaddle.

Being an adventurer and protector of strange animals, the Baron is hoping to again see the creature he came across this morning as he was walking to the mansion.

"Wouldn't that be grand? Seeing something that has not been seen around here for a long time", he thought.

Upon arriving at the secret door to the entrance of the underground caves, the Baron asks Fiddlefaddle for the key to open it. Slowly he pulls on the door and peers around it. Sitting on a nest of rocks in the middle of the cavern is the creature he spied in the Woods.

"Hello again Hungry. I am Baron Belvedere Allowishes Theodore Steffon. You may call me BATS if you like. This is my batman, Fiddlefaddle Ruckersack. Did you know that you are living under my home?"

"Is that okay? Granny Flare and the Baroness said I could stay here and that I should because I am a secret," replied the Dragon.

"Of course you can. I hope you and I will become close friends. Now, are you HUNGRY?"

Hidden in a message...

5/24/2018

"Terrific! I got you back before Granny even knew you were gone. Hungry, I am getting out of here before she shows up", whispered Meen. "See you later, and you better stay inside or Granny will get annoyed and you know what that means. No sweets!"

Hungry watched Meen as she scampered out of the cave.

"No sweets?" But I like sweets," Hungry growled.

"Hungry! Where have you been? I have been looking high and low for you. You know you aren't to leave this cave! Do you want someone to see you?" Granny Flare shouts, pointing her finger at the little Dragon. "Do you know what would happen if anyone saw you?"

"No, what would happen?" he asks. "Would they feed me?" Granny could tell, this was not going to be easy raising a baby Dragon.

Meanwhile, as the Baron was starting to settle down on a chair in the parlor, he thought he heard voices. "What's this? Hearing voices at my age? I'm not that old!" he mumbled to himself. "Now I am talking to myself... Fiddlefaddle, where are you?"

The faithful batman was just finishing unlocking more doors when he heard his name called. "Now what?" he thought, "I haven't even been able to put away the luggage."

Entering the parlor, he sees the Baron sitting near the fireplace.

"Fiddlefaddle, we need to check out the Mansion." says the Baron. "I am hearing voices."

Turning around to do as the Baron asked, Fiddlefaddle notices the letter on the mantle. "It appears a message has been left for you." Taking the message from the mantle, he hands it to the Baron as he reads the cover. "It is from your granddaughter, Dragonia."

"I wonder what she has been doing?" thought the Baron. Opening the letter, he starts to read.

Did you see the hidden message? --- Dragon below mansion in cave