A Pixie Tale Day 356 #TFDbyRWOz2

Dunfallon writes:

Meribabell made me write down my story in his journal. I much better prefer telling it to writing it – especially as I can not include the music I played on my harp to accompany the tale. (Besides I find it annoying that Rumble stands over me correcting my pictagrams). 

But here goes. 

It all began back at the time Artoxon’s dwarves were reclaiming their city. 

It seems rewards were flowing to everyone. And I admit I was a bit sad that nothing was coming my way. Not that I was expecting anything. I am sure no one was. But once the dwarves started handing out rewards I could not help but think – where is mine? I did not say so outloud – but Fliget could tell something was off just by looking at me. 

It was after I helped him by handing out all those sacks of gold to the Dromadil pixies, he came up to me and with a flourish presented this marvelous harp to me. I was embarrassed for the attention – and perhaps for what I did next. I asked to speak to Fliget alone and then and there I asked boldly if I might have a sack of gold too – (after explaining the debt I owed to some humans for the loss of some livestock). 

He surprised me and gave me two. 

Then and there I knew I needed to make good on my debt as soon as possible. And I felt one bag would cover it. 

So when I left from the stronghold on my eagle to fly to Merlin’s castle, I took my instructions to heart and extended my search for Willie all the way up to Nimrood’s kingdom – then just a bit farther to Cawthrup’s homestead and there paid the debt for my part in the loss of his lambs. 

And I did not see Willie anywhere thereabouts – so I think we can rule out the human kingdom. 

But while with Cawthrup, one of his goats came over to greet me. It was MY mountain goat!!

Cawthrup bought him off of an itinerant herdsman some time ago. 

I immediately gave him my other bag of gold – firstly, to reimburse him and secondly, to hire one of his sons to transport my goat to Gilgorgon’s mountain. I am not willing to trust the fairies of the pasture near Nonin-gal-dith again. 

Satisfied with their promises that they would fulfill my wishes, I was about to depart, but Cawthrup tried to dissuade me on account of dragon sightings in the area at that time of day. 

I should have listened. 

No sooner had we taken off than a dragon came snaking after us in the sky. My eagle dropped like a stone and I held on for dear life. Before I knew it the dragon was making another attempt on us. But I had sufficiently gained enough control to put my eagle into a corkscrew spin. And in the dragon’s haste to follow us it tied its neck into a knot and broke off its pursuit to disentangle itself. 

I know this all sounds fantastic but it is all absolutely true. 

And just wait until I tell about my recent encounter with Willie.

The Fairy Diary Day 175 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Before settling in last night I wrote out a new message to the High Fairy, asking his advice in this situation. I felt so uneasy about those who will not return to their farms. Yet who am I to oppose them? Nimrood had not included a command to do so in his proclamation. Just a notice that all was now safe to return. 

I must resolve this soon for as Merlin has been so clear our presence is required elsewhere. 

I was so glad and relieved to receive an answer from his excellency this morning. 

He stated that since we are not their rulers we are safe to allow them to choose their course. Yet he cryptically added that I must warn them that there will be consequences in the near future and they will be forced to return. 

I was on my way to relay this message to Cawthrup when an uproar broke out among the humans. 

As their agitation died down I was able to learn that someone or something had rounded up all their livestock and took them away. 

I felt thwarted all over again as I felt I could not give them the other message in this instance. Instead I offered to help them recover their animals.