The Fairy Diary Day 220 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I convinced Navril to allow us to scour the grounds towards that spot where we knew the crystalline structure lay. He accompanied us, loading us into some skiffs by which we gained the upper town and once there fanned out into the fields. 

We easily found what we were looking for. The fields were filled with those ugly black flowers. Together we began the task of uprooting the perfidious plants. Noralei took the opportunity to collect their red seeds and harvested the red ashes of those ones that burst into flame. 

Before we returned to Nililitil’s council chambers, the black crystalline structure materialized out the hazy distance – now plain to the view of all. 

It was a reality for which Nililitil and his people were unprepared.


The Fairy Diary Day 184 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Together Merlin and the High Fairy removed the suspicious plant from the garden, exercising extreme caution. And rightfully so. It burst into flames when its roots were exposed. There was naught left but red ashes. 

I suggested that they recheck the wizard’s seer stone. 

They did. The view is now clear. The veil lifted upon that spot on the horizon. An immense black crystalline structure sits there. I felt an added confirmation to my decision. 

Rumble and Dunfallon made breakthroughs in the library also. 

They took two enormous volumes to Merlin. He and the High Fairy drew aside to review them. 

And Noralei came to me to ask my help in examining the red ashes from the black plant. 

The Fairy Diary Day 183 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Our dilemma has deepened – as our leaders cannot agree where to send us next. The High Fairy has heard anew from the queen, she now demands that we travel to the Faerie Kingdom. However, Merlin insists that we must set our sights on the evil that emanates from that spot on the horizon. 

And I find myself stuck in the middle. Rumble, Dunfallon and Noralei all look to me for the decision. They all feel that it is mine, and only mine to make. 

I went off to be alone with my thoughts. This time I avoided the rampart and went down to the courtyard garden. That spot on the horizon may have been out of my sight but not out of my thoughts. 

At the back of the garden I came across a curious looking flower – black in leaf and petal. My pendant had an adverse reaction to it. And I knew in the instant that we must journey off to the far horizon.