The Fairy Diary Day 479 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I passed the morning by myself up in the new repository for the Crack of Doom. I wanted to check on how the branches from the surrounding trees were faring after the stress to which the High Fairy and I had subjected them. I was very pleased. They all appear healthy and thriving. I took note of some spots, higher up, in which to station guards from the fairy troops and visited the Caretaker to give him the recommendations. 

Coming out of my meeting with him the High Fairy was just then returning. As Merlin was not with him we all the more eagerly gathered around him. 

His excellency had not seen the wizard but he did learn of his whereabouts. His major domo the owl delivered a note to him from Merlin. Merlin had gone to pay a visit with Gibley’s people, the goblin dragon handlers. From them he hopes to learn more about the other side and the enemy who inhabits it. 

The High Fairy talked to Gibley before he left Merlin’s castle. The little goblin had been very helpful with names of those he should contact. 

Dunfallon looked at me and said, “More waiting!”

I feel his frustration. 

The Fairy Diary Day 287 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

During our last rest period I had a dream. (I know not if was night time – down here cut off from the light it is difficult to discern). It began with one of those fire plants spitting its flames at me. As I ran away – even taking flight in the tunnels – it came after me. 

I ducked to one side upon reaching the shaft. My adversary flew on past and halted in mid air – remained still for the longest time – then its roots expanded – lengthening and growing to fill the shaft – sending tendrils into all the branches. 

When at the last I was pinned by the engorging plant, I was shaken awake. 

My friends had surrounded me in my agitated state and sought to comfort me in my confusion. 

For the longest time I was unable to speak. My head was crowded with the single thought – I had found the enemy we had been pursuing.

The Fairy Diary Day 275 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Our assumption that a city or castle or tower belonging to the enemy was hidden from our view has proven false. There was no extra barrier guarded by those black plants masking the seat of the enemy’s power. 

Instead we are standing on the rim of the crater Dunfallon saw yesterday looking down into its vastness. Noralei’s compass indicates we have arrived. And my pendants have ceased their agitation. But I sense that it is only the calm before the storm. 

We have decided to wait before pressing onwards. And to await an answer to my recent report to the High Fairy. 

How close are they?

Should we wait for their arrival?

The Fairy Diary Day 270 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

For the first time Noralei’s compass shows that the red ash clump that we identify with the enemy’s location is closer than the walking menace behind us. 

Yet we do not see anything like a city or a tower or any habitation before us. Which given what we know is not at all that surprising. Rumble and I surmise that there must be bands of black plants surrounding it and masking it from our view. 

We stopped atop the highest point in the vicinity to surveil the way ahead. If we were to follow straight on to the destination per the compass we had nothing but mountain range after mountain range ahead of us. 

The four of us were pondering this when up from the other side a giant figure rushed into our midst. Immediately our weapons came to hand – but luckily we did not have to use them. 

For the giant figure was our missing troll, Grimace, Geog’s brother.

The Fairy Diary Day 267 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have not sighted any of the ambulatory plants. So we decided to take advantage of that and move on. Rumble had the thought that with the collapse of the barrier they may be adversely effected. 

I for one certainly hope that is the case. 

We came to a point along the stream where we decided to depart from it. Which also meant saying goodbye to Nora. (He was very disappointed and that more than anything saddened us too). We promised one another undying affection.  And I felt that we would be encountering one another before long. 

Noralei consulted her compass and was puzzled by the movement of the red ashes. Instead of pointing in just one direction, now there were two. 

It was easy to surmise that the eastern group was due to the black plants, especially the walking ones, in that direction. That left the other as highly likely to be were our enemy is headquartered. 

I wrote the High Fairy to fill him in on our discoveries and to ask for the latest from him. 

We are all pleased with our progress at last.

The Fairy Diary Day 259 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Last night Dunfallon  monopolized all the questions in our meeting with Merlin. (None of us minded, as they were all questions to which we wanted answers too).

All is well in Dromadil. Relations among the pixies, fairies, and elves of the light are for the most part harmonious. Geog is well and is called upon by each group in turn when his great strength is needed for a task. There was nothing to report about Grimace, nor any other trolls in the thrall of the enemy. 

The wizard did have some encouraging news. For some reason, the Dromadil pixies have been able to penetrate the enchanted barrier beyond the crystalline tower. They are hoping to locate the enemy soon. 

In closing the meeting Merlin announced his imminent departure. 

The day on ship passed without incident. We are closing quickly upon the land of the dark elves. Barring any new adverse situation we should make landfall sometime tomorrow. 

In the afternoon Merlin gathered us to bid us goodbye. And to relay to us the results of his examination of the rope used to immobilize the rudder – he is certain that it was made from the ugly black plant and thus from the land of the dark elves. He has seen similar cordage inside the crystalline tower.

The Fairy Diary Day 206 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The burrow that Dunfallon built turned out to be very comfortable. We would have all drifted off to sleep as soon as we settled in, if not for the stories with which the pixie insisted on regaling us. Not that we didn’t want to listen. On the contrary they were just so interesting that we did not wish to miss any part of them. 

However, there were consequences. 

All of us slept soundly when we did sleep. So soundly that the new day was half spent before we rose. 

There was a message waiting on my scroll from the High Fairy. He and Merlin report flights of black birds spotted over Nonin-gal-dith and Merlin’s castle. Given that information we are reasonably certain that we have successfully escaped the notice of these agents of our enemy.

The Fairy Diary Day 180 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon asked us to meet with him up on the ramparts at a point the farthest away from the place where the Wisp was imprisoned. 

He confirmed all that Merlin had shared. And added that the experience had been unsettling in the extreme. 

But he did break through to his long ago friend. For a brief moment. And in that time he saw a shattered husk. And though it acknowledged the damage of his hatred for fairies even to himself, he is helpless to oppose it, and faded away again. 

But not before a clue was dropped as to the identity of our enemy. 

It was then that the pixie pointed to a dark spot off on the very rim of the horizon. 

“The source of its power flows from there.”

Rumble and I went in search of Merlin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 43 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Another day out on the plain and nothing to show for it. No tracks nor even a blade of grass crushed out of place. We slowed our pace and directed Dunfallon to sweep back and forth in search of any signs of the passage of our recent enemy. 

One could almost conclude that the army of undead trolls leaped or flew over this entire plain when they attacked the dwarves at the stronghold. And I fear that without their tracks we will be unable to trace the evil back to its origin. 

My spirits were at low ebb come the evening. My companions sensed my mood immediately and sought to raise my spirits by telling stories of past adventures. Some of them very funny, especially those related by our very own pixie.

The Fairy Diary Day 28 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The tracks we have been following run as straight as an arrow. Which is odd. For there is a constant up and down as we climb and descend hill after hill. One would think a more level and less arduous route would have been pursued. 

If anything it is revealing of the singleness of mind of the enemy. And perhaps, just perhaps, its weakness. 

All day Rumble kept close to our tiny friend, who continues to be very helpful, drawing from his knowledge of the terrain. 

Yet on our midday stop Dunfallon told us that he will soon be at the limit of his experience. And from what others have told him no pixie towns are to be found thereafter. Rather he fears the tales that trolls and dwarves dwell there, especially the closer one gets to the mountain. 

And that appears to be the destination of the mysterious tracks.