The Fairy Diary Day 655 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We held out the hope that we could outdistance the force that Dunfallon had observed – perhaps even cross over the border before they reached our road. (Though I wondered whether or not that would stop them from following after).

Matters intensified when Dunfallon returned with word that our pursuers had disappeared. Merlin allowed Navril’s elves to close ranks on the wagon and to send out some scouts. We were tense anyway, I guess the wizard figured it would not hurt for the soldier less weapons to be more alert. 

When my pendants began to glow and transfuse their warmth through me, I knew something was about to happen. Dunfallon’s “army” sensed it too. While half remained close, the other half went on the attack. 

It was then that I could see their targets. In the swirl of movement the cloaks of invisibility worn by our opponents lifted, revealing the elvish feet rushing towards us. 

Navril’s elves stood on the defense, but I could see the attackers made no move toward them. 

Noralei was about to release Rayjil to join the fray, but soon there was no need as the spears and swords of Dunfallon’s army decimated the enemy. 

I thought our peril had past. When looking around I saw two elves break away from the rear guard and charge for the wagon. I wondered if they saw a danger that we did not. 

However, Rumble was between them and the cages on the wagon. Out came his sword and he opposed the first, disarming and forcing him to yield. The second was about to leap up to the wagon when he tripped over our eager Clemjil. (I do believe the dragonling was only trying to help).

Merlin trussed the duo up like packages before I could shout “Hold them.” He turned them over to Navril. 

When Dunfallon returned he was upset at having missed “all the fun.”

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The Fairy Diary Day 546 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

It has been one of those times about which there is a lot to write. We had been following a whole series of goblin hunting camps. And were very confident we would catch up with our friends before long. 

When we left the hillocks behind, broad fields took their place – fields filled up with snow and ice. So it has gotten a lot colder the further we go in this land. 

At one point Noralei turned to me and thanked me once again for the gift of the scarf. She says it keeps the cold out very well. 

For extra warmth Dunfallon donned his cloak of invisibility. (Though it is a bit disconcerting to see his head bobbing without a body when the hood slides down). 

I had more of a struggle coping with the cold. We are all thankful to be riding a dragon for we get quite a boost from her body heat.

Then, we caught sight of tracks below, two herds worth crisscrossing the plain. Rayjil sped up and we nearly lost Dunfallon to the jerky motion. It was a fortunate mishap – otherwise we would have missed the goblins if Noralei had not reined her in. 

In that same instant Rayjil caught the scent of Conjil. And before we knew it she had us under a makeshift enclosure beside a roaring fire presided over by a grinning Gibley. 

We hardly finished celebrating our reunion when the circle grew bigger with the return of Glossom and three other goblins and an even bigger surprise – our wizard friend – Merlin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 507 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Up to this time I had not given the cloak of invisibility to Dunfallon, there not having been the need (and I had not wanted to chance feeding his penchant for pranks). But now I decided to use it myself – promising myself that I would hand it to him later. 

It covered most of me. No one saw my disembodied legs as I collected the beacon stone necklace and made my way around the castle down to Rayjil’s pen. 

She was more than ready for an adventure. 

Dawn was just breaking as we passed over Nonin-gal-dith. Shortly after that the bag attached to the saddle containing the beacon stone necklace began to levitate forward. And I smiled to myself as I took that for a confirmation that my idea was correct. The stone was choosing Cluyjil. 

At that instant something hit me from behind, knocking me off Rayjil. I had the presence of mind to snag the bag as I fell and out of the corner of my eye, saw the black bird flash by. 

As I floated to the ground I kept the dragon in view as she pursued my nemesis. She caught up to it and speared it with her talons and in that very instant they both disappeared from sight. 

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.”