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looked so small, Zach didn’t know if he could fit, but as he was trying to squeeze through, the opening expanded just enough for him to slide out. He jumped down and landed in a broom closet Zach opened the door and walked into the dining hall. “Zach where were you? We’re going to be leaving soon.” Thomas was inquiring of the boy. His grandfather stood there waiting for an answer.
“I was in the kitchen talking to Cook; she was telling me a funny story about Myloe and Moplie.”
“Well that must have been quite a story, you were gone for awhile.” Faazen said stroking his beard thoughtfully
“Well you look a little upset, are you tired?” Thomas said.
“Oh, I’m ok; I’m going to change my shirt though.” He felt sweaty and uncomfortable thinking about the unusual staircase adventure, which is how Zach would now refer to it.
The wizard patted Zach’s back, “well don’t wander far, this castle has a mind of its own and some hidden secrets I would say. Even I don’t know all of its secrets, so be careful young man.”
Myloe landed on Faazen’s shoulder and nodded his head.
Zach looked at the weebie, “what do you know?”
Myloe flew off and landed on his grandfathers head. “Granddad, Granddad,” the comical little creature shrieked. Everyone laughed except Zach.
“We must be going now.” Faazen was stern as he pointed at Myloe. “Going now, going now,” Myloe cried, his wings whirring.
“Come friends, first we’ll make a visit to Algor Palgon the gnomlie wizard. He is a dear friend and you will enjoy seeing Castle Kinnledge.”
Zach just shrugged; he just wanted the day to be over and soon. Sleep was all he wanted, and lots of it, preferably home in his own bed.
He walked outside and saw Faazen giving instructions to Bergouhy , who had an armful of fresh vegetables that he was loading onto a partially full wheelbarrow. The sun was high in the sky and it warmed his already burnished skin. Zach thought he looked like a small farmer, complete with overalls and a straw hat. Zach ran to help with the wheelbarrow, which was perched sideways and about to tumble from the abundance of produce weighing it down.
“Thank you Mr. Zachary, I appreciate it,” the gnomlie steadied his wheelbarrow..
“No problem Mr. Bergouhy, you have that thing pretty full.”
“Yes I know, the harvest season is upon us and I wanted to stay a day or two ahead so that Cook can start her jams and preserves. She has many fruit spreads and they are so enjoyable in pies and muffins.”
Thomas and Zach smiled both thinking of dear Mrs. Bustleton she too made her own jams.
They truly missed her and hoped she was faring well.
Faazen started out ahead of them hurrying down the road. Thomas and Zach took off quickly trying to catch up with him.
The Seia Woods had a fairy-tale look to them, and gnomlie people, young and old alike tended to miniature farm animals and pruned their trees and plants.
Zach scratched the ear of a tiny horse that ran up to him like a small dog. “He’s cute!” The brown and white horse nuzzled Zach’s cheek in a playful way.
“Take him young man he’s my gift to you.” A farmer gnomlie dressed in checkered shirt and overalls stepped forward and smiled. “I know you’ll take good care of Brownie”
“I appreciate your kindness to my guest Mr. Fibley, we’ll be happy tending to little Brownie.” The wizard stooped down and put his hand on the man’s shoulder. “I think he’ll be a great pet for Zach.”
Mr. Fibley extended the reins on the horse and it followed Zach, trotting happily behind him. All the animals were small; there were cows, pigs, and donkeys too all in miniature size.
Faazen had a special fondness for the gnomlies and ensured their protection with an illumination surrounding the tiny village. It was invisible to the human eye and kept his friends safe.
Years ago, they were in danger when the orcs terrorized the small folk. They burned their barns,
“I was in the kitchen talking to Cook; she was telling me a funny story about Myloe and Moplie.”
“Well that must have been quite a story, you were gone for awhile.” Faazen said stroking his beard thoughtfully
“Well you look a little upset, are you tired?” Thomas said.
“Oh, I’m ok; I’m going to change my shirt though.” He felt sweaty and uncomfortable thinking about the unusual staircase adventure, which is how Zach would now refer to it.
The wizard patted Zach’s back, “well don’t wander far, this castle has a mind of its own and some hidden secrets I would say. Even I don’t know all of its secrets, so be careful young man.”
Myloe landed on Faazen’s shoulder and nodded his head.
Zach looked at the weebie, “what do you know?”
Myloe flew off and landed on his grandfathers head. “Granddad, Granddad,” the comical little creature shrieked. Everyone laughed except Zach.
“We must be going now.” Faazen was stern as he pointed at Myloe. “Going now, going now,” Myloe cried, his wings whirring.
“Come friends, first we’ll make a visit to Algor Palgon the gnomlie wizard. He is a dear friend and you will enjoy seeing Castle Kinnledge.”
Zach just shrugged; he just wanted the day to be over and soon. Sleep was all he wanted, and lots of it, preferably home in his own bed.
He walked outside and saw Faazen giving instructions to Bergouhy , who had an armful of fresh vegetables that he was loading onto a partially full wheelbarrow. The sun was high in the sky and it warmed his already burnished skin. Zach thought he looked like a small farmer, complete with overalls and a straw hat. Zach ran to help with the wheelbarrow, which was perched sideways and about to tumble from the abundance of produce weighing it down.
“Thank you Mr. Zachary, I appreciate it,” the gnomlie steadied his wheelbarrow..
“No problem Mr. Bergouhy, you have that thing pretty full.”
“Yes I know, the harvest season is upon us and I wanted to stay a day or two ahead so that Cook can start her jams and preserves. She has many fruit spreads and they are so enjoyable in pies and muffins.”
Thomas and Zach smiled both thinking of dear Mrs. Bustleton she too made her own jams.
They truly missed her and hoped she was faring well.
Faazen started out ahead of them hurrying down the road. Thomas and Zach took off quickly trying to catch up with him.
The Seia Woods had a fairy-tale look to them, and gnomlie people, young and old alike tended to miniature farm animals and pruned their trees and plants.
Zach scratched the ear of a tiny horse that ran up to him like a small dog. “He’s cute!” The brown and white horse nuzzled Zach’s cheek in a playful way.
“Take him young man he’s my gift to you.” A farmer gnomlie dressed in checkered shirt and overalls stepped forward and smiled. “I know you’ll take good care of Brownie”
“I appreciate your kindness to my guest Mr. Fibley, we’ll be happy tending to little Brownie.” The wizard stooped down and put his hand on the man’s shoulder. “I think he’ll be a great pet for Zach.”
Mr. Fibley extended the reins on the horse and it followed Zach, trotting happily behind him. All the animals were small; there were cows, pigs, and donkeys too all in miniature size.
Faazen had a special fondness for the gnomlies and ensured their protection with an illumination surrounding the tiny village. It was invisible to the human eye and kept his friends safe.
Years ago, they were in danger when the orcs terrorized the small folk. They burned their barns,
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