The Fairy Diary Day 323 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Per my instructions we slipped around the dark elf camp. We renewed a spell of silence upon Willie and successfully kept him quiet. 

I am now convinced that the evil genius that attracts the Wisp, is the same entity with whom Noralei and myself have been wrestling. It must be the motivating force behind everything that has been against us. 

I did make one concession to the wishes of our fairest fairy and our pixie by allowing them to lay traps behind us. Otherwise we have done no direct harm to the dark elves. I am beginning to feel pity towards them. And Noralei appreciates my reining in her darker impulses. 

The Fairy Diary Day 181 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Our consult with Merlin has lasted all night and into the day. Dunfallon’s discovery has led to more questions than answers. When shown the source of the entity acting through the Wisp, the wizard proclaimed to us that there is nothing out there. Not in our current time. 

Rumble seized on that fact and asked permission to delve into his library. Merlin pointed him to the most likely section and assigned the owl to assist. Dunfallon stepped up and volunteered to help with the history books, leaving his friend free to concentrate on the geography ones. 

Merlin turned to Noralei and together they tried to divine what information may have been transferred to our adversary. 

They were soon deep in conversation and suddenly I felt alone and worthless. 

I went out for a walk on the rampart. And thus was the first to see the arrival of the High Fairy, flush with news from Nonin-gal-dith and beyond. 

The Fairy Diary Day 180 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Dunfallon asked us to meet with him up on the ramparts at a point the farthest away from the place where the Wisp was imprisoned. 

He confirmed all that Merlin had shared. And added that the experience had been unsettling in the extreme. 

But he did break through to his long ago friend. For a brief moment. And in that time he saw a shattered husk. And though it acknowledged the damage of his hatred for fairies even to himself, he is helpless to oppose it, and faded away again. 

But not before a clue was dropped as to the identity of our enemy. 

It was then that the pixie pointed to a dark spot off on the very rim of the horizon. 

“The source of its power flows from there.”

Rumble and I went in search of Merlin. 

The Fairy Diary Day 141 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We bivouacked in the cave entrance through the night and Dunfallon peppered the Captain with questions most of that time. Somehow the rest of us could ignore them and slumber peacefully. 

Still the two were none the worse for wear in the morning. The pixie was given the task and means of closing the opening on this side, while Caywyn left us to open the way at the end of our traverse. 

We would have been forced to struggle along with the one torch that Caywyn provided, but Noralei had a most ingenious lantern she had made for herself while with Merlin. It was as if it held a bit of the Wisp. 

Once we emerged Caywyn left us again to go up and close the gate on this end. 

It gave us much to discuss when we took up our march again to the capital. 

We were curious about the secret fort of last resort that we had passed through and wondered what lay beyond what little we had seen within.

The Fairy Diary Day 130 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Merlin took me aside last night and we talked at great length about the tasks before us. He, indeed, was fully aware of the gathering in of iron for use against the Faerie Kingdom. He promises to seize the huge deposit we told him about and will stay in touch with the High Fairy if we discover any more. 

About our road ahead he could grant us no insight. He then hushed his voice and revealed he is being watched and must be very circumspect wherever he goes. 

These things occupied my thoughts as we walked along the road deeper into the human territory. I kept them to myself not wanting to spoil the cheerful mood among my companions. 

Though I must share them soon, especially the dark secret Merlin gleaned from the Wisp and has kept from all except me. 

I must wait for the proper time.

The Fairy Diary Day 122 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

We have passed through three human villages so far. All deserted. Each surrounded by abandoned farms. Continued vigilance ensures our safety. It is very apparent that in the absence of humans, wild animals are moving in and multiplying. Wild boars especially. They are particularly ornery. 

They remind me of the Wisp. 

Dunfallon has to be constantly on his guard. (Rumble declared that if the pixie fell afoul to one, he’d hunt it down, kill it, then roast it on a spit). 

I feel the same way.  Though I admit I would rather deal with a few boars than an army of trolls. And I am so glad we have not run into any.

The Fairy Diary Day 118 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Matters had turned around for the better (or so we thought). It began when a strong wind commenced to blow – stopping the forward movement of the darkness. As the day progressed the skies in that quarter brightened as the darkness drained from the horizon. 

I found myself anticipating the arrival of Merlin at any moment. But then Dunfallon returned alone with a sad tale to tell. He and Noralei at last had cornered Willie, but instead of capturing him, the Wisp seized her before both disappeared in a flash of light. 

I tried to ease his pain by pointing out the change of fortunes indicated by the retreating darkness. And Rumble chipped in with the observation that with Willie gone, no longer would the attack be focused in this sector. 

Our words rang hollow in our own ears. 

The pixie was inconsolable.

The Fairy Diary Day 114 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Since we claimed to be here on the orders of the queen of the Faerie Kingdom, Roseberry will not listen to me. They brought in Noralei and the Wisp and placed them in a cell down the way from where they are holding Rumble and myself.  

I do not know why Dunfallon was not with them. I am thankful he was not. Do they even know he was with us? Or did he simply escape their notice?

I have to think that riding his eagle about like he did, how could they have failed to notice?

For now I will not say anything. And I hope Noralei will keep mum too. 

But I am not sure about Willie. 

Thankfully I was able to dash a note off to the High Fairy about our peril undetected.

The Fairy Diary Day 92 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

I kept the High Fairy company throughout the night and well into the day. Together he reviewed my account of our adventures, and in particular he was interested in the talisman that Merlin had given me. Then he allowed me to observe his interrogation of the Wisp, deferring at times to my first hand knowledge. 

The prisoner was a most unwilling subject and fought his interrogator at every word. 

But Willie could not resist answering. In fact he was compelled to do so. 

I am sure he was truthful despite all the things he tried to hide. In the end he was unabashedly forthright in revealing the depth of his hatred of the Faerie Kingdom and her neighbors. It went well beyond my original understanding and I turned to the High Fairy and asked if there was any hope for us – for I felt we were utterly betrayed. And now are completely at the mercy of the enemy. 

The High Fairy simply dismissed me with the command to return tomorrow with my friends.

The Fairy Diary Day 90 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

With every step we take Willie’s behavior gets odder and odder. One minute his substance blows up and fills the lantern, the next he shrinks to the size of a speck. 

Rumble thought it was an escape attempt and shook the lantern until he grew back to normal size.  These actions brought him to heel only briefly for he soon was wailing like a banshee. 

I trust the High Fairy will know how to handle the Wisp. 

On a more pleasing note I am delighted to answer the questions of our young pixie friend. He wants to know everything about the Faerie Kingdom before we arrive. 

His is a keen, curious mind. 

That said, I cautioned him to rein in his natural bent for pranks, as most fairies look down on such shenanigans from pixies. 

Then, I broached to him what has to be done for his goat. She will have to remain outside Nonin-gal-dith in the care of the fairies of the pasture. 

He willingly accepted the restriction.