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. 

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The Fairy Diary Day 496 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The dwarf Herblas remained behind in the stronghold city. Merlin had assigned him the task of combing through the nearby gem mines for possibilities to be fashioned into beacon stones.We would be looking for the same once we arrived at Glossom’s domicile. 

Once out in the canyonlands at the absolute end of the Low-way of the dwarves we met up with two dragons waiting there with a goblin handler. Gibley mounted the first with his uncle; Dunfallon and I the second with its handler. 

Merlin wanted to travel on his own. “Besides,” he quipped, “I do not want to arrive before anyone else.” 

Even so the wizard was waiting at the mouth of cave entrance when our dragons touched down. 

I believe Gibley was impressed. 

Merlin produced a couple gems that he had acquired along the way. Glossom held them up to the sun and said,”Right color but not pure enough.”

Our host used the remaining hours of the day to lay down the rules for our search through the goblin quarry in the morning. Dunfallon was a most eager listener and Gibley was just happy for the attention from his uncle. 

For my part I was a little nervous about the dangers Glossom enumerated. 

The Fairy Diary Day 30 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have indeed entered the forest. But our direction has altered off the straight heading. Evidently our quarry decided to skirt around the mountain instead of climbing over it. 

Rumble thinks that we are past the danger of falling into the clutches of any trolls. Dunfallon is not so sure. But then again he seems more concerned with the sound of hammer blows echoing down from somewhere above. 

Their tone, I admit, is unsettling. And if those wielding the hammers are indeed dwarves, they will be more of a challenge to get by than the trolls. 

My confidence is waning – especially as the High Fairy remains silent.