The Fairy Diary Day 533 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

It has been a long, long day. And very tiring – and somewhat anticlimactic for we closed our arguments but the Faerie Queen has not yet given her decision. 

Dunfallon spoke first about the horrific battle he and the others had waged against the creature of evil in the Land of Darkness. Everyone had been taxed to the fullest restricting its movement and holding it at the point where the fire from the three dragons could focus. And at the center of that conflagration a figure emerged that the pixie only recognized later when he laid eyes on Tinadell. Thus, he came to the conclusion that whatever evil there was in the banished fairy had been burned up with the creature. 

Noralei spoke next about the sterling qualities she had observed in her brief acquaintance with Tinadell – especially his humility. I testified next to similar observations, and closed with the account of his willingness to remain behind. Therefore I pointed out that it was my action that has placed him in jeopardy, and it was only because of our desire to preserve life. 

Next Rumble humbly submitted records that document past examples of banishments that were reversed. 

Last of all, Merlin spoke. To our surprise he proposed a way to keep a limited banishment in place, and hinted at the necessity of employing the unique qualities of Tinadell for the salvation of Faeriedom. 

The Faerie Queen then dismissed us, but required the wizard to remain behind for further discussion. 

Thus a shroud of secrecy descended and we were all perplexed. 

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The Fairy Diary Day 493 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

My head is in a whirl about all the things discussed in our meeting. The weight of the task ahead of us is almost suffocating. It makes me grateful that I will not be going alone. 

Much of the time in the meeting was taken up by Glossom in which he explained the relationship the goblins had with the Land of Plenty before it became the Land of Darkness. The goblins with their dragons used to spend whole seasons upon its towering mountains, hunting wild game and living off the land’s bounty. Then the change came. And the mountains became pits growing ever deeper and at the last becoming one vast well. 

During the transition they had encounters with an entity – one that kept to the shadows and only attacked from ambush. 

At that point Glossom turned to Gibley and told him and us that Gorbin, Gibley’s father took it upon himself to hunt down their tormentor. And Glossom was witness to their encounter in which his brother and his dragon were consumed in a dark conflagration out of whose ashes rose a large black bird. 

“And that is why we (he said this more to Gilbley than to us) have never been back.”

Dunfallon immediately went to Gibley’s side as the tears filled his blinking eyes. 

Out of the heaviness Merlin wisely adjourned our meeting and called for us to reconvene this evening. 

The Fairy Diary Day 383 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

As we were nearing the territory held by the goblins our dwarf guides bid us goodbye and headed back down the Low-way. I marvel when I think about how quickly we return by a route that originally took us a long time to traverse. 

However our advance was slowed once again when we reached that section of the Low-way which is joined and crossed by a series of passageways. Dunfallon insisted upon searching each one. 

As we waited for him outside the third one he came running back in great excitement. 

He had found what he is sure is a dragon’s lair as there were droppings and signs of conflagration throughout. 

Rather than follow that passageway out to the surface we decided to continue on to the goblin controlled junction and ask them about dragon sightings. 

We hoped that the goblins ahead had already received their orders from their king back in the shaft regarding allowing us access. Otherwise our situation was going to face another barrier.

Day One Thousand One Hundred Eighteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The events of the day blurred the moment artillery shells crashed down into the city.

The day began with the decision to somehow displace the powder from critical areas throughout the megapolis. Tomas had made lists and sent out units with the assignment.

The fact that Tomas had guessed correctly was confirmed by the falling artillery shells on those specific targets.

Thankfully they had been able to clear all of the targeted areas, except one. Otherwise the resultant conflagration would have been much wider spread. As it was, ironically, it impacted most severely the loyalists of the world government. Little effort was expended on their behalf.

Elijah and I waited for Tomas’s return to inform him we had our sign.

Day Three Hundred Fifty Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The glow of a conflagration radiates from the area of the port out of sight behind us. Much speculation about the meaning of it all has set the lower decks abuzz.

I think most telling has been the reaction of the two armed guards assigned to the government shipment. One has given up on his duty and sticks solely to their cabin. The other one won’t leave their charge. I believe there exists tension between them.

Elijah has noticed this too, and he has made overtures to each in turn. So far, neither has responded. But if I know Elijah he will persist.

The rest of the crew remains open and in their down time ask a lot of questions.