The Fairy Diary Day 322 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have decided – together – to continue on the Low-way and to go to the aid of Nililitil’s forces. Staunch in the belief that Merlin and Gilgorgon will be able to stave off any number of the dark elves that can come against them, it seemed obvious that we needed to prevent them calling up any reinforcements. 

I wrote out our intentions in a message to the High Fairy. And then we turned our focus to our immediate problem – what to do about the dark elves here. 

I reasoned that even though they outnumbered us five to one, we should easily be able to bypass and leave them behind. 

Rumble agreed with me. But…

Noralei proposed that we trap and kill them all. I was aghast… and at the same time – found the bloodlust intensifying within me too. 

Dunfallon was all for trapping them, but I do not believe he was thinking of anything beyond that. 

That is when I heard sniggering coming from the Will’o’the Wisp’s cage.

The Fairy Diary Day 304 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

A reply from the High Fairy acknowledged my message and assured us that our request had been received by the Dromadil pixies and will soon be put in motion by the goblins. 

From him we also learned that a contingent of the dark elves was holding the entrance to the underground passage down in the canyonlands and all attempts at forcing them back by Nililitil’s forces have failed. 

We have had some difficulties ourselves. The floor of the passageway is no longer level and in fact is broken up more and more – especially in the areas where streams bubble up and pass across our path and out by their own course. I can imagine some cases in which this whole passageway is overflowed with raging torrents. 

I am so thankful that now is not the case.

The Fairy Diary Day 278 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

My recent message to the High Fairy stirred things up mightily. It contained a strange request – from Merlin. The wizard asked me to use the pendant to summon him. 

I did. And in the span of two wing beats he was there beside us. 

He began by commending us for a job well done. Then went on to tell us that our allies were close to breaking through in mass. 

To that end he said it was crucial that we prevent the enemy from activating his nearby troops. 

We looked around our little circle in wonder. ‘How’ was the word that sprang from our lips. 

Merlin laughed and said that it would be all his concern. 

But Dunfallon spoke up and protested that he and Grimace had not yet found Geog. 

This appeared to take Merlin by surprise – but only briefly. 

Then, he said to the duo, “you two shall come with me.” 

The Fairy Diary Day 205 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Before we set out again this morning, I read a warning message on my scroll from the High Fairy. Actually, in origin, it was from Merlin. His excellency was passing it on to us with some sage advice. 

Merlin had been in a session with his seer stone when he was surprised by a vision of flocks of birds emanating from the crystalline structure. So not knowing if any particular flock was headed our way, they are recommending we halt for a day and find somewhere to shield ourselves from view from above. 

Dunfallon took this advice to heart and set out to build a burrow big enough for all of us. And invited us in with great ceremony.

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.

The Fairy Diary Day 25 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy replied, but his message was not discernible at first. The scroll had turned black within its case. I held it up to the sunlight to dispel the murk. After long moments of stillness his words surfaced from beneath the blackness. 

The strokes of his pen were as equally dark with foreboding. The High Fairy warned that tragedy lay ahead. 

It did little to prepare us for the reality. Least of all for our new found companion, Dunfallon.

He had skipped ahead in his excitement to be home – only to be greeted by scenes of destruction and slaughter. 

Rumble rushed to his side to comfort him. And attempted to hold him back from his family burrow. Unsuccessfully. 

I led us out of the burrows immediately. 

We still do not know what our enemy looks like. But we have seen his cruelty.

The Fairy Diary Day 15 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

My pendant has glowed brighter and warmer today. So I am confident I am closing in on Rumbletwist. 

There have been no further messages from the High Fairy which makes me happy. Another indication that I am where I need to be. What I would like is a little more direction as to what to do when I catch up with Rumble. 

At least I know he cannot evade me with that cloak of his. And because he does not know that, I should be able to surprise him. 

At one point my progress was held up by the passage of some humans in wagons and on horseback. 

I would have chanced flying above them if not for the archer picking off birds in that vicinity.

Day One Thousand Two Hundred Nineteen #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah has released his disciples. They shall return to the hiding place and take with them a message to our people there.

The message – to prepare for the end by banding together to pray for us. Especially on the ninth day from today. If they travel night and day they should arrive well before then.

Mawuli caught them on the way out and asked them to assure his parents that he was alive and well.

For now we will stay right where we are. Elijah wants to insure that the armies of the East and North drive the forces of the world government back into the plain below the the site of Sy’s redoubt.

We shall shadow them from above.

Day One Thousand Eighty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The unit commander condescended to speak to us today. He was in a good mood, being pleased with the efficiency of his men in executing his orders.

His mood changed, however. when Elijah brought up our request to be taken to the Supreme Commander.

He was incredulous about our claims to have met him. Mei at the last prevailed upon him to send a message from us along with his other reports.

The monotony that settled upon our group afterwards was dispelled as we turned our focus to the things of the Spirit.

The quiet of the camp was disturbed later in the evening when an uproar erupted at the news that the adversary Stan was recovered from his wound.

Day One Thousand Sixty Three #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Mawuli’s appearance set us back another day as we struggled with conflicting views of its meaning. Half of our party were sure that no further members were necessary for our mission. In fact, they argued it may very well be detrimental.

I was confident in the message imparted to me in my dream. But no one else had a confirmation. Even Elijah – who merely proclaimed that the time for our departure was decidedly – “not yet.”

After our initial confusion at Elijah’s direction we took up again our active waiting stance.

We did not wait long.

The dry stream bed below the bridge babbled to life. But instead of water, a blood red liquid coursed down its cascades from somewhere above.