The Fairy Diary Day 81 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon was glad to see his mountain goat once again. And I think the goat was overjoyed to see him. And after supplying for her needs we set out again. 

We secured Willie inside a lantern that Rumble elected to carry. Our prisoner looks pretty pale in the sunlight. Maybe more than he should. But he is full of spite and malice. Rumble twice rattled him around in the lantern to quiet him down.

Oddly, my pendant acts normally around the Wisp. Even at the height of his anger, it remained cool to the touch. I remember it reacted similarly to the stones that were pushed up into a mountain by the trolls. So long ago now, it seems.

The Fairy Diary Day 74 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I passed another uneasy night. And not just because Dunfallon failed to join us. A dream was the source of my unease. What I can remember of my dream in its beginning must have been inspired by the day of traveling. Really rather boring in its content – until the black bird flew onto the scene. Then a definite sense of menace descended upon me.

It strutted right up to Rumble and me, swelling in size the closer it came. I shrunk backwards each time its beak bobbed towards us. And waking, I had the whisper of a thought – this is the representation of our adversary.

And I believe, the thought’s confirmation came today when Dunfallon caught up with us.

He had the most fantastic tale.

At the break of the pass, a large black bird attacked him and his mountain goat. But before it could swoop down on him for a second time, his eagle met and drove it off.

The Fairy Diary Day 73 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

At first light Rumble and I bid goodbye to our host. I am confident, having seen Gilgorgon and his dwarves in action that this frontier is closed to our mutual enemy. And to lend some extra assistance in our absence we left a present at the direction of the High Fairy – a spell of confusion to any being of ill will attempting to enter the stronghold. 

We made good time up and over the mountain. Around every curve we expected to come upon our pixie friend and his mountain goat. 

But we arrived on the downward slope without a sign of Dunfallon. So we began to think that perhaps our passage was too rapid and we had outpaced our friend. 

Hence we halted and set up camp to wait. 

The Fairy Diary Day 67 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have been prepared all day. Just waiting and watching. Our need to stay in place is sorely tried by our concern for our missing friends. Our attention has been divided by it. 

We discussed sending Dunfallon up the mountain to inquire after Gilgorgon and his people. I could tell he so desired to summon his eagle and soar the heights, but to his credit he held strictly to his duty and patrolled across our front on his mountain goat.

Rumble and I fell to a topic of conversation that is much debated in fairy circles – where have we fairies come from? Rumble tends towards the opinion that we carry the very essence of certain living beings – plants in particular. I hold the belief that we came from something higher up, maybe even beyond the stars above.

Of course, we resolved nothing, but it helped to pass the time.

Strange that the air is clear – even out to the horizon.

The Fairy Diary Day 64 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon’s turn today to try out his new skills in front of an audience. The owl invited us up into the tallest tower of the castle. And to our amazement and amusement the pixie trotted out on the back of a golden eagle. The two made a curtsy before turning and hopping up to the window sill. 

And from that lofty perch launched themselves into space. After five or six rapid circuits of the tower and a screaming dive down to the castle courtyard, the flying duo presented themselves before us. 

Dunfallon is one proud pixie.  But he did dismount and give praise to his powerful companion. 

I wondered what was next for his other mount – the doughty mountain goat.  As an answer to my unspoken question, Dunfallon ran to the goat and told him not to worry for he would not forsake him.

I learned from the pixie later that the eagle will only come when he calls him. And he held up a silver whistle on a chain about his neck and winked.

The Fairy Diary Day 61 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Merlin keeps a full house of guests – furry, feathered and otherwise. We are his latest additions, and though he has explained the who-ness and what-ness of his arrangements, he has yet to go into the why-ness and the how-ness of things going forward. 

“All in good time,” our host chimes in. “Those are disasters for another day.”

I am sure he realizes that such open ended questions are annoying to any thinking fairy. 

Rumble agrees. 

Dunfallon, however, could not care less. He is much too busy running around the castle, poking his nose into every nook and cranny, and introducing himself to every breathing being who will take the time to talk to him. 

I believe his poor mountain goat is feeling very neglected.

The Fairy Diary Day 49 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We ascended in stages. Dunfallon was more than happy to scout ahead. Especially as Rumble has loaned him his cloak of invisibility. It covers both pixie and mountain goat quite easily (though the goat was a mite skittish at first). 

More than one path winds its way up the stones and Dunfallon wanted to check them all. Several times he came back to report a dead end and to direct us onto another path. I’m sure we could have easily flown ourselves and our scouts up to the next level but that would have spoiled his fun. 

Besides by our thoroughness I believe we are gaining more insight into the mind that put this movable mountain in place. 

I am particularly struck by the absence of guards or any one or thing to oppose our passage. 

Though I feel we are being watched, my pendant is unmoved by any danger.

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 40 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have observed a day of rest. Not strictly, for we did move about to take the measure of the vanquished enemy. Dunfallon borrowed a mountain goat and ranged the whole battlefield (reminiscent of what he did yesterday when he and his steed tripped up many a troll). His report was a repetition of what we saw. The trolls were already great heaps of bones with very little flesh left on them. 

Gilgorgon was very troubled by the sight. During the battle he recognized some of trolls as those that had disappeared from the mountain area. Yet they looked more lifeless in the battle than their dead forms now. 

Once Dunfallon rode back in, Rumble and I conferred with him. Did he want to continue on with us or stay here with his new friends? (Both of us feel the dwarves would readily adopt him).

The Fairy Diary Day 31 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have come to a forced halt. Dunfallon called for it. Dwarves were on the path ahead and seemed agitated by the same tracks we were pursuing. At least their attention was not on us. 

We decided to stay put. 

Given his tiny size Dunfallon went forward several times for a closer look. 

There are five dwarves and two pack animals. And I believe Dunfallon has his pixie heart set on one of those animals. 

Rumble told me it is a mountain goat and warned the tiny pixie to keep his hands off. I added my disapproval to his, but the way the pixie looked at me after my admonition worries me. 

I think he is getting over his fear of dwarves.