I Bring...

"Yooohhoo," Roslie said in a loud whisper.  After all, she was in a library and you don't just go around shouting even if you are carrying some goodies.

Hazelwyn looked up from the book she had been delving into for the past half hour to see if the library clerk had finally showed up.  Deciding the best way to know was to take a short break and find out who was making all the noise - especially in the Restricted Area of the library. Coming around the corner she was met with a surprise.

"Hi," said Roslie.  "What an amazing library this is."  All that Hazelwyn could focus on was the tea in Roslie's hand and that she was holding a bag from the Sugar Plum Bakery.  "What are you doing here?" Hazelwyn asked.  Roslie smiled as she replied, "I overheard an anxious library clerk placing an order for you and thought I would  help out.  He seemed to be quite nervous, like he never has left the library building before.  So yes, I  have some tea and crumpets for us to share.  What are you working on?" she asked curiously.

"You are a life saver, Roslie but I must get back to my research," Hazelwyn told her as she reached for the sweets Roslie had brought.  She then turned around to return to the book she had left open on the table.

Roslie followed Hazelywn to the table and seeing the ancient book,  she read upside down the name on the page that it was open to, "Hag, the Dream Weaver".  With an eagerness to her voice and a touch of meddling thrown in, Roslie asked, "Who was she and what is a Dream Weaver?"

Hazelwyn looked up at Roslie and asked "Will you keep what I tell you to yourself?  Not share it with anyone, even your sisters the Roses?  Cross your toes and bite your nails?"  Roslie looked back at Hazelwyn raising her hand as she replied. "I will not tell a soul, or a bump in the night, or a living thing!  Now who is this Hag?"

"From the Tales of the Old Ones," Hazelwyn lowered her voice as she pointed to the image on the page.  It is said that Hag was an Elf of the Hawthorn Woods. She was called the 'Weaver of Tales,  Spinner of the fabric of Dreams and the Guardian of The Veil between the Worlds'.  I even read she loved sitting in the space of Between and Betwixt and drinking her favorite tea of Dreamwhisper Chamomile & Moonpetals.  It was there, according to the Old Tales, that the Realms of our Worlds was created."

"Wow!" Roslie said.  "Oh, I want to help.  If I keep the crumpet and tea supply available, will you let me assist you in learning more about the Dream Weavers and Hag?"  Reaching for one of the crumpets, Hazelwyn knew that Roslie could be a valuable ally.

​Taking a bite of the crumpet, then swallowing, she reached for the cup of tea.  With the cup in her hand, she raise it as offering a toast and said, "We will drink to our new friendship and mission."

Rose, the older sister

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Rosie, the other sister