The Fairy Diary Day 485 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

When I saw Dunfallon this morning he was ascending the stairs from the dungeon. Before I could say a word, he headed off my rebuke by assuring me he was all prepared to depart and now even more so as he had grilled Willie as to why he was here. The pixie is confident that the Wisp is powerless to effect any trouble for us – despite his screeching nonstop that our world will soon be his master’s. 

Gibley turned Rayjil over to Rumble’s care after tearfully bidding her goodbye. In the midst of this a message came in on my scroll from the High Fairy. He reports all well back at the repository but does put in a request for some fire plants to keep there for Cluyjil. 

I took his request to Merlin. And he decided that we would see to it after our return from the dwarf kingdoms – unless a critical situation developed in which case we appointed Rumble to take care of it. 

I informed Rumble of this arrangement, telling him if we had not returned in three days, to see to it that the fire plants were transported to the High Fairy. Before I left him my friend pressed a present into my hand – for Dunfallon. It was a cloak of invisibility – pixie size. With the help of the owl he had fashioned one from part of his old cloak. I could only guess why he gave it to me and not to the pixie himself.

At long last feeling all was in order the wizard transported Dunfallon, Gibley, and myself to Gilgorgon’s mountain. 

The Fairy Diary Day 213 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The noises increased over night. We could hear something moving about sniffing and snarling. But inside the barrier we felt safe and secure.  

Nothing was about when we emerged in the daylight and got underway. But Rumble was certain we were being watched. 

Dunfallon got the bright idea of begging the cloak of invisibility from Rumble and remaining behind us to spy on whatever may be about. I reluctantly agreed and a ruckus erupted but a few moments after we left him. 

We came about, weapons at the ready. 

The pixie had a huge orange cat at bay. (It was easily bigger than all of us put together). Blood was flowing from a wound in its flank and it was screaming uncontrollably. Noralei ran forward and dispatched it with a single slash of her sword. 

There were no sounds following us the rest of the day. 

The Fairy Diary Day 58 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Time seemed to limp along today. We stayed put caring for our friend. Rumble can only remember one detail from his experience these past two days. His cloak of invisibility hung up on a thorny plant he was passing. Then, as he described it – “night fell in the middle of the day.”

It is clear to me that the trancing spell commenced at that juncture. But perhaps what is more disturbing this spell shrouds itself in forgetfulness. 

Despite these potential dangers, I yielded to Dunfallon’s desire to go out to look around. 

He brought back Rumble’s cloak. In two pieces. He rent it when disentangling it from the thorny plant it was half hiding. 

And in the action he just escaped the notice of a lone human camped nearby. 

Dunfallon did not hang around lest he suffer the same fate as Rumble.

The Fairy Diary Day 56 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The sand is giving way to solid rock as we approach an area littered with formations of stone thrust up from the earth. The mountain goat welcomes the change. Dunfallon let her run free while he walked with us a while. 

We all wondered if this were our destination – given the similarity to the stones here and those that formed the mountain that brought us to this land. The increase of the pull on my pendant would seem to say “Yes.”

Rumble insisted we wait while he went forward to investigate under the cover of his cloak of invisibility. 

Dunfallon and I waited into the evening, but our friend did not return.  

The Fairy Diary Day 49 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We ascended in stages. Dunfallon was more than happy to scout ahead. Especially as Rumble has loaned him his cloak of invisibility. It covers both pixie and mountain goat quite easily (though the goat was a mite skittish at first). 

More than one path winds its way up the stones and Dunfallon wanted to check them all. Several times he came back to report a dead end and to direct us onto another path. I’m sure we could have easily flown ourselves and our scouts up to the next level but that would have spoiled his fun. 

Besides by our thoroughness I believe we are gaining more insight into the mind that put this movable mountain in place. 

I am particularly struck by the absence of guards or any one or thing to oppose our passage. 

Though I feel we are being watched, my pendant is unmoved by any danger.

The Fairy Diary Day 48 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon is unhappy. Again. I have not allowed him to return to the depression. That I have left to Rumble, for he can more safely survey what is going on there with his cloak of invisibility. He left his travel cloak here and ventured forth with it alone. 

I kept the pixie busy looking for forage for his steed. He knew his actions could not escape my notice, so he was dutiful to remain in my view. 

Later my calm was disturbed by the growing warmth of my pendant. It was Rumble returning. Absent-mindedly he’d forgotten to remove his cloak. 

He waited for Dunfallon to join us before reporting his findings. The trolls are gone. Not a sign of them anywhere. The stones have taken on the form of a high mountain whose top now lies somewhere in the clouds above. 

Rumble ended by asking, “What next?”

This prompted me to bring out the scroll. The High Fairy had answered with a single word, “Ascend.”