The Fairy Diary Day 227 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The sentries thought at first the darkness was a gathering storm. But sounded the alarm when the approaching mass resolved itself into swirling flights of bats. 

The outer defenses let fly their volleys and took out the first wave. 

But still they came. 

Next those on the city walls launched flaming arrows – which was an excellent choice as it decimated the second wave and even thinned the ranks of the third. 

With Noralei standing ready to deploy her new barrier, if necessary, Rumble and I picked our targets and fired arrow after arrow, skewering multiple bats with each one. 

All the while my pendant was urging me to let loose its power. But I was fighting it – not wanting to expose my wings if I were to rise to allow it full effect. 

It was a groundless fear, for I finally surrendered to the impulse and mounted into the air above Laguayil. In one bright burst from the pendant the skies were cleared of the marauding bats. 

They tell me I collapsed afterwards.

The Fairy Diary Day 118 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Matters had turned around for the better (or so we thought). It began when a strong wind commenced to blow – stopping the forward movement of the darkness. As the day progressed the skies in that quarter brightened as the darkness drained from the horizon. 

I found myself anticipating the arrival of Merlin at any moment. But then Dunfallon returned alone with a sad tale to tell. He and Noralei at last had cornered Willie, but instead of capturing him, the Wisp seized her before both disappeared in a flash of light. 

I tried to ease his pain by pointing out the change of fortunes indicated by the retreating darkness. And Rumble chipped in with the observation that with Willie gone, no longer would the attack be focused in this sector. 

Our words rang hollow in our own ears. 

The pixie was inconsolable.

The Fairy Diary Day 117 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Things have gone from bad to much worse. Rumble and Dunfallon have done all they could to bring Roseberry out of his stupor. To little effect.  His troops report that a darkness is filling the skies over the human lands and advancing directly for us. 

And no sign of Merlin. 

Noralei has headed up a force of fairy troops searching for the fugitive Wisp. They have had sightings, but Willie has proven too quick for them.  

I assigned Dunfallon to join the chase. Before leaving, Rumble reminded him about the swampy area around the stream that passes between the last two villages. 

I watched him depart astride his eagle, then turned my attention back to the looming darkness. 

Where is Merlin?

The Fairy Diary Day 84 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We were stuck for quite some time waiting under cover while a caravan of humans passed by on a road. They were traveling with all their possessions in wagons and carts and some with just packs on their backs. Looking at the great number of them caused me to wonder what had them on the move. 

We crossed the road during a long break in their column and once on the other side I had Rumble wait with the guards while Dunfallon and I shadowed the next group of humans. 

That is how I satisfied my curiosity. We learned that the poor creatures have been run off of their lands by an enemy that may be the same as ours. 

If so, that may mean the darkness has changed fronts.

The Fairy Diary Day 68 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We thought something might be headed our way when the sun was late rising this morning. The darkness clung to the horizon reminding us of the battle we fought here. For some reason this time I did not have that overwhelming sense of the presence of evil. I wonder if that was due to my talisman.

Rumble, however, told me that he felt something foul was out there. More than one time I witnessed him shudder and close his eyes, then open them again to focus anew.

The sun eventually did rise and dispelled the dark. We all collectively sighed.

Yet we remained vigilant.

And rejoiced when Gilgorgon and his dwarves joined us before the sun closed the day.

The Fairy Diary Day 62 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Merlin feted us today with a gathering around his great hall table as a thanks for rescuing him. His entire household rose and applauded, roared, or chirped for us. 

He then went on to explain what he hopes the next few days will hold for us before sending us back out on our ‘great adventure.’

Afterwards the wizard invited me out onto the rampart for a private conversation. My companions were handed over to his major domo – a wise old owl who, they later told me, shared with them some vital instruction. 

From the view before me I was struck how much more threatening the darkness seemed today than yesterday. So, when he told me that we were being sent back to Nonin-gal-dith, I could hardly believe him. 

He then waved his hand in a circling motion and a vision appeared between us. 

It was a troll army – on the move. And I thought of that force that passed us in the wasteland.

The Fairy Diary Day 60 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We had approached the man with reasonable precaution. Or so I thought. You never know with humans. They design and plot to gain control of us for their own reasons. Usually greed. 

But something about this individual disarmed us the closer we came to him. His eyes had no hard edge to them and would easily charm any woodland denizen to his side. 

My pendant flashed like never before and the man awakened and rose to his feet with a smile. He extended his arm in invitation to us and receiving our assent, whisked all of us to his lofty castle – we know not where. 

Though as we walk its rampart this morning we are astonished at all we can see spread out before us. Everywhere we have been so far. Even so far as Nonin-gal-dith. 

But so much more is gathered under the darkness. And that is why, so the High Fairy has written, that we have been led to the wizard supreme.

The Fairy Diary Day 59 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

A constant check with the scroll has yielded nothing. The High Fairy, it seems, for now is not responding. I am left to wonder if he knows about our predicament, or if he even cares. 

I sent Dunfallon out again and he came back immediately with word that the man is still in the same place and appears to be in a trance himself. 

That adds more perplexity to the situation. 

Here I was thinking we had come up against the source of the evil that shrouds in darkness, and now there is a possibility we have discovered another victim instead. 

Neither Rumble nor Dunfallon wanted to approach the man for fear of a trap. But as we discussed our options, my pendant made the decision for us. 

It chose to go to the human’s aid. 

And that is how we met Merlin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 41 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Gilgorgon officially made the offer to Dunfallon. Though the pixie likes the idea of making a home with the dwarves, he will only do so after the present crisis has passed, stating he will serve with us until the end. 

This pleased Gilgorgon (and us). The dwarf held a ceremony before we set out in which he gifted the pixie with the mountain goat he’s been riding. 

“The better to keep up with his fairy companions.”

So we were on our way. One of us riding and Rumble and I on foot for now. All is clear even to the horizon. For we can actually see one since the darkness has receded. 

I can feel in my being that what we are seeking lies off beyond that horizon.

The Fairy Diary Day 39 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have beat back the dark. All of us fighting side by side, covering one another – filling in where the other is weak or at a disadvantage. Yet I sense it was not due to ourselves alone that we survived the day without a single casualty. 

And we have seen the face of the enemy. They were indeed trolls, but not living trolls. With unseeing eyes they came at us. At the first just one at a time, so they were easy to dispatch despite their great bulk. 

But then as the hours advanced and the darkness grew, a great lumbering wave of them came at us. 

For a moment a sinking feeling threatened to overwhelm me. Then, beneath my cloak I felt my pendant stirring. I tossed off my cloak, freeing my wings. And rose into the air taking a position above the stronghold. 

Rumble told me afterwards that a flash of light from the pendant, reinforced by the gleam from my armor flooded the air around us and dispelled the darkness completely. 

Our foes simply collapsed where they stood, as if marionettes whose strings were cut.