posted on Mar, 16 2017 @ 04:09 PM
Gordi placed his hand on the door handle, paused... just for a second - listening intently - and then slowly... carefully... slid open the Shed's back
door, took one last deep breath.... and stepped out onto the back porch.
“Gordi, wait!” Marty runs and hands Gordi a flask. “The pixies have mixed the potion. It is very strong so only a drop will be needed”.
As Marty handed the flask over, a shapeless figure descended from the sky, swiftly stole the flask, and flied back up in the sky. As the figure stood
still in midair, hovering, one could see that it was a pegasus.
"Hm", Swan said mischievously. "I wonder what this 'strong' potion does? "
Swan giggled to himself as he inspected the flask:
"should I take a drop? Or a whole sip? Ooh, I could distribute its content across the sky for everyone to have some! It'd be a pretty good prank! "
Gordi FROZE as he heard the flask being whipped from Marty's grasp.
He spun around just as it was being swooped out of his reach... he quickly drew his sword, looked towards the strange hovering figure,
"Careful there Laddie! ye dinnae ken the likes o' whit yer dealin' wi there! Now... hand it back... really gentle like!"
Marty watched in horror as the strange struggle for the flask unfolded.
"Oh no! What have we just done?"
Marty exclammed as she watched the flask tumble end of end through the air. The sun cast a reflection and it looked like fairy dust
falling through the air. This can't be good, can't be good at all!
As the dust fell Swan smiled, and hurried to open his mouth, catching a few drops of the potion on his tongue. The rest of the potion fell unto the
nearby pond, which became shimmering.
However, Swan's face changed from a satisfied smile to one of surprise, as suddenly, his pegasus wings disappeared! And he fell from the sky yelling,
and finally crash-landed right unto Gordi with a loud thump.
"Uh?! " Swan said. "My wings! I lost my wings! I'm a wing-less horse!! How hideous! "
Of course, Swan's misfortune was rather amusing for the other two, albeit Swan's weight was starting to become unbearable.
PrairieShepherd watched the whole thing from the meadow where the Flock was grazing. The woman he had rescued from the demon - Lissa - ran in and
among the giant rams playing with her three children. Visaera sat on his shoulder, watching Swan with fascination.
Jacy ran to the kitchen window after hearing the commotion outside. Sophie was jumping up and down exclaiming, "This isn't good! This isn't
Both girl and ferret watched as Gordi pulled himself from underneath the now wingless Swan.
"Wasn't that the pixie anti-magic concoction?" jacy asked her sidekick. "What was Gordi doing with that?"
"Hopefully going to bury it somewhere!" Sophie replied. "In small amounts it takes away our magic for a period of time...but in large quantities, who
knows what could happen!!?"
Then she scampered out the door to warn Shep and the others.
Gordi struggled to his feet, slightly stunned and feeling a little ho(a)rse (cough!)... He looked down towards the un-corked flask and then quickly up
towards the unsteady-looking Horse and beyond towards the pond, which was now bubbling, hissing, smoking & splashing... Its surface growing ever
darker - This could mean ONLY ONE THING!!
"Um, " Swan said sheepishly. "Oops. Isn't that the lake from which the Elves drink?... "
Swan stood back up:
"Looks like we've got a tiny journey to do... If you want, I can carry the luggage! "
PrairieShepherd walked up to the back porch, staff in hand and a small smile on his face. Lissa and her three children walked with him, and Visaera
the Green Pixie rode on his shoulder.
"If there is need to undertake a journey, I will join you if you will have me. Ealong, the alpha ram, has offered to allow some of the Flock to bear
our supplies, also, so you," he nodded to the now wingless pegasus, "do not have to."
Troll the troll walked towards the bubbling contaminated pond oblivious to the commotion ahead.
He took a large barrel he was carrying to use as a cup, and scooped up enchanted pond water and filled his barrel.
He took a drink from the barrel and began to tingle all over.
Suddenly under his massive lips a tiny hair on his chin turned pink, then blue, then green, then fell off.
That was it.
It didn't have much effect on Troll.
Except the water now tasted too sweet for his liking.
So he dumped the enchanted water from the barrel into a nearby creek.
Which fed into the village's water supply.