Hello Dreamers. Much has happened over the last day. It is bittersweet that I emerge victorious, with a tired yet hopeful heart.
I will do my best to tell the whole truth of this heroic saga.
After a long hike down the main path in the dank Nightmare Forest, we found ourselves exhausted underneath Thundercloud Castle. The rats couldn’t find the ground entrance anywhere and we were all beginning to lose hope. Godmother decided to make herself and espresso to help stay awake. She accidentally fumbled with the beans and dropped a few on the ground. Cursing her luck, we all slumped down against a tree for a rest. Luck didn’t seem to be on our side: it began to rain. BUT: Suddenly the ground began to shake, the spilled coffee beans began to glow, and…….
VOILA!! Instant access to Thundercloud Castle!
Jack, I don’t know if you knew they were MAGIC Beans, but Thank You!!!!!
Once at the top of the cloud, we slipped into a secret passage on the north end of the castle, away from the searchlights and hawk-like eyes of the castle guard. This lead us through a series of dark and deadly tunnels.
Thank you to our wonderful band of Rats who helped us navigate the perils of Thundercloud Castle. With their help, we arrived at Evil Aunt’s throne room unharmed.
The dungeon and secret passageways are littered with traps. Think Raiders of the Lost Ark, but 100 times worse.
Here, we wished the rats well on their journey home and forged on into the throne room to confront our greatest obstacle.
The view as we entered the throne room.
Godmother approached Evil Aunt with what can only be described as fireworks.
Wands shot spell after spell. Sparkles flew through the air piercing walls and damaging tapestries. I quickly slipped on Bilbo’s ring (which, as it turns out, renders you invisible*). I slipped past the guards toward Evil Aunts spell book. Just as my hand touched the rough leather I heard a guttural howl emerge from behind me. I turned around to find the guards and Evil Aunt….Vanished!
Godmother stood in the middle of the throne room panting and huffing, keeling over in pain. I rushed over to her just as she collapsed. Cradled in my arms, she looked up at me with teary eyes. Suddenly a smiled parted her lips and she spoke softly and slowly,
“We won” she sighed contently, “Evil Aunt and her minions have been banished to the Land of Oblivion for all time”. With those last words, the sun began to stream in through the windows, casting a heavenly glow upon her forehead. Godmother let out a small girlish laugh, slumped in my arms and died.
Dreamers, It has become apparent to me through this journey that magic responsibility should never fall on one person alone. Magic will either drive you to the dark side, as Evil Aunt, or drain you of your life force, just like Godmother.
But her good and brave deeds will not be forgotten. She will not be forgotten.
The silver lining to this story will be our final victory! We recovered the spellbook! With the help of Hansel and Gretel, who have poured over the ancient words with me all evening, I have discovered the cure for Rose’s curse! It is so simple, so cliché, I don’t know why I never thought of it before!
Sleep well Dreamers.
Tomorrow your King, Queen, and beloved Princess will awake!!!
*Bilbo, I sent the ring home with your friend Gollum. He met me in the forest on my way out and said he was on his way to see you. Let me know when you get it.
run by Hansel and Gretel, who have been amusing, frightening, and reassuring us with tales of their own encounter with an evil witch. They have a good side career of battling witches, and recently filmed an autobiographical movie, which I promised I would plug for them so….
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