The Daisies of Yesteryear

Where are the daisies
Of yesteryear?

Left intact
Passed over
To the eenie minee moe
Of love or no
Racked up
And pressed
Between leaves
Of remembrance
There to be found
By future readers
Complaining the text
Has been obliterated
And asking not
The greater meaning. 



The Fairy Diary Day 139 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Rumble slipped away last night and I caught him returning in the morning. I was upset with him at first, but he won me over with his explanation. 

He had traveled back to where the dead troll lay. The body had not yet turned to stone. So he repositioned it to add to the defenses of the outpost. And as a final touch he covered the whole with daisies. 

Caywyn overheard the explanation and heartily approved. 

The whole matter held us up and got us off to a late start. But instead of an hindrance it proved to be very fortunate. For Dunfallon says it kept us from falling in with a band of trolls that passed the trail before we arrived on that section. 

Their passage was marked by a horrible stench from some refuse they left behind. Noralei and Rumble cleaned it up before we passed on. 

Caywyn was impressed. 

The Fairy Diary Day 33 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The day has been one for surprises. First, I saw my first snow. It reminded me of those times in the fields around Nonin-gal-dith when the daisies lost their petals and blinded us in a swirl of white. 

This time the whiteness of the snow obscured our view of Dunfallon and the dwarves. So Rumble and I were left wondering where they had gone. 

The next surprise was almost immediate. For Dunfallon emerged from behind a rock and led us into the hall chamber of the dwarves. All with assurance from the pixie that the leader of the dwarves is friendly towards us and in as much as he can tell – supports our mission to track down the intruders into their fair land. 

And that is how we came to meet the leader of the dwarves, Gilgorgon, who crowned the day with the biggest surprise of all. He revealed to us that all of the trolls hereabouts have disappeared. And he fears they fell afoul of that which we are pursuing.