The Fairy Diary Day 511 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Rayjil is up and about. Gibley sticks to her side trying to anticipate her every need. And Cluyjil in a way seems concerned for her well-being, nuzzling her, and fetching fire plants for her to eat. And for her part Rayjil is very curious about the purple beacon stone displayed on Cluyjil’s chest.

I look at her and wonder what she knows – what she experienced on her recent crossover to the other side.  And what is waiting for us when we all go over.

The Caretaker came by to collect Cluyjil. He needed him up above the Crack of Doom in order to recharge the large green crystal that is the first defence for the bell. He tells me that each charge is lasting for well over seven days now. That sounded excellent to me until Gibley reminded me that he and Noralei had been on the other side with Rayjil fifteen days before being summoned back. I shall have to talk to Merlin to see what he thinks about that problem.

The Fairy Diary Day 503 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Noralei had mostly good news to report this morning. Rumble found everything she needed in the wizard’s workshop, secreted away in a hidden cupboard. She may be able to start forging the necklace soon, but because these metals were hidden away she was hesitant to commandeer them for the necklace. The owl could not rule one way or another without the say-so of his master. So, we went to the High Fairy for his advice. 

His excellency did not appear to welcome the question, especially as it would involve his making a decision in the absence of his friend. But he sighed loudly and ordered Noralei to proceed while adding that he would take all the responsibility upon himself. 

When Dunfallon learned that Noralei was about to begin forging the necklace, he also made a petition – he thought it important that all of us witness this momentous event. And since we all agreed, we all crowded into the workshop, including the dragons. 

Herblas gave Noralei two of his purple stones that were of the same size and shape as the goblin one, so that she could have a better idea for the link for the setting. 

Then a strange thing happened – in the act of passing the stones to Noralei, they flew out of the dwarf’s hand – one each into the open mouth of a dragon. 

We immediately stopped what we were doing in order to consider what had just happened. 

The Fairy Diary Day 502 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

To write that Merlin’s castle was a beehive of activity would be an understatement. After observing the owl yesterday I pitched in to help him in his duties. I kept the golden nectar flowing by tapping a fresh barrel and taking tankards around to my friends to refresh them in their endeavors. 

Dunfallon and Gibley passed the day exercising Rayjil and Conjil, emphasizing their coordination in flight. They were a marvel to watch whenever I passed over the parapet. 

When the High Fairy emerged from the wizard’s study, I took the opportunity to suggest that Noralei take on the task of forging a necklace for the beacon stone. His excellency agreed – with only a single caveat – that for the time being she confine herself to the metalwork. He wants Merlin here before trying the process of pairing the stone with a dragon. On that matter too I expressed my opinion that she should take the lead in those trials. 

In the meantime I broached another idea that he take Herblas into the library so he can delve into how the purple stones he has discovered should be used. 

When Rumble asked me what he could do, I  suggested he pitch in and assist Noralei as her dogsbody.  A role which he was ready and willing to perform. 

I had one task that I loathed doing. I took over from the owl his chore of feeding the Will’o’the Wisp. Willie snarled and raised a ruckus any time I drew near. His personality, never truly appealing to begin with, has definitely taking a turn for the worst. 

How I find myself longing for the return of Merlin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 499 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Glossom has judged the purple stone to be perfect for our purposes. Next he says it must have a proper mounting. He suggests that the elves be consulted for the best heat resistant metals. (I wanted to put forward Noralei’s name as the best smith for the needed necklace, but thought it best to bide my time).

The goblin cautioned us that going forward the most crucial step will come next – that of identifying the best dragon with which to pair it. 

This was news to everyone. We had all assumed that Rayjil was THE one – the one and only dragon capable of bearing the beacon stone to the Land of Darkness. 

Seeing our disappointment, Glossom went on to explain that it was not what we believed. It was a matter of acceptance on the part of the gem itself. And we will not know until we bring the two together. 

This new uncertainty was added to, when I received a note on my scroll from the High Fairy. He had gone on to the repository after reporting to the Faerie Queen. He felt the need to check in on Noralei and Cluyjil. He confirmed that Rumble had delivered some fire plants as instructed, but what he learned in addition was disturbing. Multiple sightings of the black bird had been reported everywhere in the vicinity of the hiding place of the Crack of Doom.

Hearing this Merlin left immediately to help his excellency and Noralei after instructing us to collect Herblas at the stronghold city and to assemble everyone at his castle for the trials with Rayjil. 

The Fairy Diary Day 498 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Before we set out again this morning Merlin shared the results of his extra time in the quarry yesterday. Through close observation he had figured out how to follow the Maulfors in their movements under the mountain branching out from the quarry. This was new to Glossom – though somewhat skeptical he was willing to test it. 

Thus we re-entered the same entrance as yesterday and followed the wizard’s lead to some fresh signs of worm passage. 

The goblins were impressed. We were soon running in passageways hitherto unknown to them. However the gems left behind had a reddish tone, not a purple one. Merlin took them anyway in order to see what he could do with these particular crystals. 

We were almost back to the main quarry when a Maulfor came crashing through a wall chewing everything in sight. 

This one had never met a pixie before. 

Dunfallon within the space of two wingbeats had the front of the beast sliced off from the back, and from its slimy innards out slipped a purplish stone. I scooped it up to the applause of all present.

And we returned to Glossom’s with gladness.