The Fairy Diary Day 373 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

This passageway is so different from the Low-way of the dwarves. Traveling along them was like walking the halls of an ornate castle. At those places where a descent was called for, a grand staircase was hewn from the rock for the purpose – often there were twin staircases. Dunfallon tells us that Gilgorgon’s predecessors were highly skilled craftsmen, and they somewhat snobbishly looked down upon their distant kinsmen that were only miners. Such attitudes hint to me just how difficult our secondary mission may be to accomplish. 

Rumble had been given permission to light each section we passed into, from stores of oil placed along the way for that very purpose. It was a nice luxury, especially when thinking ahead to relying on my pendant and the glow from our armor once we enter the Low-way again. 

Talking about that eventuality, brought up thoughts of Willie – especially to our pixie – and wondering where he was now – and what he was up to. 

The Fairy Diary Day 366 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

The High Fairy broke the spell that bound Dunfallon’s memory. It was as the image in the crystal portrayed it. The black bird had precipitated the pixie’s fall from the eagle, and chased his mount from the sky. It later appeared in Willie’s lair daily while he languished in the cage. 

Dunfallon awoke many times becoming aware that the two were discussing him. Their voices so low that he never could understand their meaning. Save for one time when he saw an image projected above the crystal. 

In the shimmering light he clearly made out exact representations of the dragon eggs he had seen with his own eyes. 

Then a strange thing happened – the Will’o’the Wisp reached for the eggs – and the crystal burst into flame. The black bird was quite upset with Willie and left. 

I knew immediately what I had to do. I stepped out of the burrow, grasped my pendant and summoned Merlin. 

A gust of wind forced my eyes closed and when I reopened them – the wizard stood before me. The others joined us and together we explained the latest.

The Fairy Diary Day 364 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Sometimes decisions don’t prove their true worth until a good deal of time has passed. Other times the reason one made the choice to begin with has a completely other unlooked for – and better outcome than one may have planned. 

Such was our decision to bring Dunfallon’s mountain goat with us. 

Though this was not apparent when our day began. The dew was still on the trumpet lilies when Rumble rushed up to me with the news that the mountain goat was missing. Nailbiter launched a full search of the burrow and the immediate vicinity – favoring the direction towards Willie’s swamp. 

Noralei made up the party towards that side. Just short of the pond there, the mountain goat came prancing from behind an immense shrub to nuzzle her. Then he led her back behind the bush. 

There she found an unhappy Dunfallon sitting in an improvised cage staked out on the ground. Answering their call, Rumble and I helped break him out. We had to exercise extreme caution for Dunfallon informed us that Willie had booby trapped it. 

When free, our pixie raced off to the Wisp’s lair. There we joined him in front of the burned out crystal. And no Will’o’the Wisp. 

Dunfallon had one consolation, being reunited with his mountain goat. 

We asked the High Fairy to report to Merlin that our trail is again cold.

The Fairy Diary Day 360 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Gilgorgon’s dwarves have now all returned. They have covered the immediate vicinity of their mountain and have nothing to report about our pixie – but they did come across dragon droppings. Therefore, Merlin has decided to turn his focus to the possibility that the dragon Dunfallon had encountered is on the hunt for the eggs. 

It will fall to us fairies to take up the search for Dunfallon. Once we have everything together we will set out for the pixie burrows, and failing that to Willie’s bog or even Nonin-gal-dith beyond. That is, if we don’t meet up with the High Fairy before then. 

Because Rumble reasoned that Dunfallon may have lost his silver whistle with which to summon his eagle, he came up with the idea to take the pixie’s mountain goat along with us. (It was just delivered to Gilgorgon today by Cawthrup’s son Corbet who has offered to accompany us just to this side of the pixie burrows). 

When all was prepared Noralei hurried us down the mountain before night set on. 

The Fairy Diary Day 359 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon’s eagle had returned without its rider. According to Merlin he disappeared somewhere between Gilgorgon’s mountain and Nonin-gal-dith. 

My immediate thought was that he was headed home to his own pixie burrow, but then I remembered that Willie’s bog was in that vicinity too. 

With the wizard’s approval I dashed off a note on the scroll to the High Fairy and asked him to send word to the pixies to be on the lookout for Dunfallon. 

Then Merlin took all of us to Gilgorgon’s mountain. 

What should have been a gladsome time was dampened by our fears for our friend. Gilgorgon already had dwarves out looking for him. 

We settled in for the night to prepare for the search tomorrow. 

Each of us is anxious for our friend. Particularly Noralei. 

The Fairy Diary Day 358 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Not having any thing further with which to busy ourselves, Noralei, Rumble, and I took our ease. We walked and talked down in the gardens of the courtyard, telling our dreams and wishes for when all this is over. Looking forward to again being home in Nonin-gal-dith. 

Of course our conversation often strayed to Dunfallon and his quest to find Willie, but we resisted the urge to join Merlin in his workshop as he followed our pixie’s progress.

Then, our calm and quiet was disturbed by the sudden appearance of a black bird atop a trellis of roses. It stood perfectly still and silent – just glaring at each of us in turn. 

It launched into the sky when Merlin came running out. On his heels came the wizard’s owl who completed the rout of the intruder. 

Merlin brought grave news. Dunfallon needs our help. 

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 356 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon has made a triumphant return. He located the artisan who created the chalice – but only the chalice. That is all that the dark elves had commissioned from him. The best Dunfallon could discover further was a list of other craftsmen that may have fashioned a cover for the chalice. 

He and Rumble will check their list with the one Rumble and I have assembled. 

But perhaps of more importance – our pixie had a sighting of Willie.  The Wisp led him on a spirited chase before disappearing as though into thin air. 

So, Dunfallon passed most of the day with Merlin trying to summon up the whereabouts of the Wisp with the seer’s stone. 

The search was fruitless and an exhausted pixie emerged at day‘s end, but not too exhausted that he could not tell us about the adventure he has been holding back.

The Fairy Diary Day 355 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Concern was growing for our absent pixie. He should have completed his tasks long ago. I prevailed upon Merlin to check on his whereabouts. The wizard managed to call up his image on his seers’ stone. 

Dunfallon and his eagle were a long way from their assigned locations. We could only surmise that he had completed those tasks and was off on some business of his own. 

At least he was safe. I would have a few choice things to say to him on his return. 

I turned over the last of my gleanings on crystals to Rumble so he could get up more maps for us. 

I joined Merlin and Noralei in the wizard’s workshop and watched them put together a new lantern/cage for Willie. And now and again I took a peek at the seer’s stone. 

By all appearances Dunfallon is on his way back.

The Fairy Diary Day 351 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I awoke this morning with a jolt. I must have been dreaming. All I could remember was flying along, when on a sudden, I fell out of the sky. In my groggy state I had to remind myself where I was and what my new pendant was for. 

Then everything came back to me. 

For now, I am Merlin’s only guest, as Dunfallon has not yet arrived. I have no concern about his absence as I figured he was just following his curiosity. For after all, he was looking for signs of Willie. 

(Merlin did consult his seer’s stone and ascertained that the pixie and his eagle were not too far off course, and in fact should be here with us later this evening).

Also we are awaiting word as to whether or not Rumble and Noralei will be joining us. 

After a brief time on the rampart with Merlin, he pointed me to the section of his library that he wants me to explore. It contains all his volumes about crystals.