The Fairy Diary Day 216 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon is still heartsick today over his fears that his beloved eagle is trapped within Merlin’s castle. (His mood was such that I almost sent him back on his own). 

Rumble engaged him in a heart to heart talk. Dunfallon shared with me the gist of it later – he knows we must soldier on per the High Fairy’s orders and must trust others like his excellency and the fairy troops to do their part, just as they are trusting us to do ours.

That was about the time that Noralei reported back with word that we are coming to the end of this jungle and that a city is now in sight ahead. 

The Fairy Diary Day 212 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I must say that the noises last night were very strange and somewhat jarring. I was thankful to have Noralei’s barrier surrounding us. 

And we were more so to be moving in the light of day, until…

Just off the side of the trail Rumble encountered some tracks that he thinks might be a very large cat. We called Dunfallon to rejoin us on my decision that while in this jungle we must band together. 

I took up the lead, holding at the ready my bow. Noralei passed out some bronze daggers to the boys from her pack and kept a bronze short sword for her own use. (The weapons were gifts to her from Caywyn). 

A message from the High Fairy had no new news regarding Merlin.

The Fairy Diary Day 211 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We passed the bulk of the day yesterday selecting the best spot to descend the cliff. Our stream has found a way down, but at present has only pooled at the base and has not yet found an exit to flow onwards. A dense jungle lies beyond that looks to have little or no access. 

This morning my pendant at the last revealed the best jumping off point. Rumble flew down and after a brief check around discovered a trail he thinks will serve.

We were all set to join him – but Dunfallon’s eagle did not answer his summons, adding more concern over the present whereabouts of our wizard friend. 

It didn’t take too much coaxing to get our pixie to accept an assist from Noralei. 

I think he held on more tightly than was necessary. 

She didn’t seem to mind.

Day Five Hundred Eleven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We have come safely through the jungle. But not without problems.

First there was the issue of that irate merchant, whom I could tell was delighted by thoughts of doing us harm. Such a mind will only succeed in consuming itself.

Then, just today, there was a ferocious attack by a big cat – not a lion – but a jet black cat about the size of a lion. And not upon us, but upon other travelers, a family of peasants.

Elijah waded straight into the fray swinging his staff left and right. The cat bobbed and weaved, and took a swipe at him, but at the same instant Elijah caught him with a backhand, sending him sprawling.

Stunned, the cat fled.

Day Five Hundred Ten #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

One plus about this jungle – we do pass other travelers, and thankfully none of them are officers of the global government. They are either merchants or peasants traveling to or from the metropolis.

Elijah queries each one upon encounter about Hamashiach. But so far all have hurried on, expressing no curiosity by asking any questions in return.

One merchant even became belligerent, and would have struck Elijah except that he clearly saw that Elijah’s staff was bigger than his.

With a snarl he continued on towards the metropolis.

I am sure he fully intends to report the encounter to the authorities.

But we should be through this jungle and well on our way before anyone can get up a pursuit.

Day Five Hundred Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I don’t like this forest we are traversing. Not at all. At times the path disappears completely. Jordan warned us about its vastness. And gave it a name, calling it a jungle.

It’s noisy in the extreme, except when it isn’t. Elijah says the small animals are the noisy ones, but when you hear them, all is well. But when they’re quiet, you should be concerned, for it means that some larger animals are hunting them.

I hesitated and decided not to ask but he injected into my pause that it most likely is a lion or some other fierce predator.

I got to say that after that I pulled back from the lead position and kept pace with Elijah.