Mythical Quest

 For the past ten days, Balthazar and I have been on a   MYSTICAL QUEST.  Many challenges were faced as we journeyed through enchanted lands, in search of a creature of darkness.

     It all started when we had recently encountered a strange sea witch.  She had given me a hairbrush, which seemed rather strange to me, as she really looked like she could use it.  I took the thing home with me, wondering whether I should keep it or not.  One thing about witches is that they are never to be trusted. I imagined this would probably apply even more if the witch was completely insane.  I studied the brush.  It was pretty simple;  old fashioned.  It was silver with swirling designs in it.  Engraved in it was the name Aife.   I had never heard of anyone with that name.  I decided that I should keep the hairbrush with me.  It didn't look enchanted or anything, but you never know with such things.

     Balthazar and I were just walking through the forest when she ran after us.  Another crazy lady...with crazy hair.  "That's mine!" she shouted as she tackled me.  Balthazar blew fire at her, but she reached out and deflected it with her hand.  She snatched the hairbrush off of my belt and caressed it creepily.

     "Ah, you must be Aife."  I received no reply, as the witch was too busy brushing her knotted hair.  I tried to talk to her, but she started walking away, still brushing her hair.  Balthazar looked confused--like he was trying to decide whether to burn her to a crisp or follow her.  He decided to follow her.  I followed him.

     She didn't look behind her once.  She just kept walking until she reached this hovel.  Outside the hovel was a pile of seemingly random stuff.  From the pile she took out a mirror.  She put down the brush and

gazed into the mirror, smiling approvingly.  She was a pretty woman.  She was young (or at least appeared that way) with clear, pale skin, and thick, dark hair.  Her eyes were a sort of bluish grey.  She wore an old fashioned, black dress.

     "I thought I had lost it forever," she said.

     I looked at the hairbrush.  I informed her that it had been given to me by a sea witch I had met recently, but that she had failed to give me her name.   Aife explained to me that the witch I had seen was an old friend of hers, but that she had strange ways of accomplishing things.  I had a feeling that this conversation was going to lead to the mentioning of a MYSTICAL QUEST.  

     "She obviously wanted you to see me," Aife said.  "Probably for the same reason I am forced to stay outside of mt home.  There is a darkness that has taken over this realm.  It is concentrated in certain areas--one of them being my house.  I can handle it more than most, but even I was driven away by it.  I watch it from out here though.  I keep it from leaving the hovel."

     She is a witch.  the stereotype says that she should love the darkness, but in reality, she just loves whatever works best for her.  That's the way most witches are.  The darkness is the quick and easy path, usually, which is why they tend to take it.  It always comes with a price, however, which is often sanity.

     Aife told us of a creature--one of darkness.  She said it had been contained for a millennium, but that she believed it was now free.  She told us it would be found in the land of Erubesco, which is very far from here.  Of course, the darkness has been spreading quickly because of the creatures growing strength, therefore it was urgent that we go on a MYSTICAL QUEST to find this creature and destroy it.  When I asked why she hadn't sought us out if this was such a problem, she replied, "I don't know...It  didn't seem like a big deal.  I mean, what's the worse that could happen?"

     "Everyone could die, and the world could be consumed by darkness, I think," I replied.


    "Exactly!" she exclaimed, laughing in a slightly crazed way.  "Now go, I have some beauty tips that I need to try out..." I saw in her pile of a junk a book titled, Natural Beauty (with some help).  I picked it up and flipped through it.  I saw a page that stated that the intestines of frogs enchanted with a healing spell would help with skin.

     "Does wonders," Aife said.  I continued to flip through the book.  It was filled with ways to clear up skin, curl hair, straighten hair, dye hair, enhance features, like makeup, but in a natural looking way, and other various beauty tips. It mostly seemed to suggest using fairy dust for stuff.  "I don't know any fairy who would just give fairy dust to a witch who wants to be pretty," I said.

     "I'm beautiful," the witch claimed, "And I keep a supply."  Out of her pile, she pulled out a lamp that

gave off a glow.  I looked inside to see a fairy, trapped.  I informed Aife that the fairy only had so much dust on it.  It would run out quickly.

    "Do I look like a fool to you?" she asked.  Balthazar opened his mouth as if he could talk.  I shoved him with my elbow...as if he could talk.  "I don't keep the silly fairy for her dust.  She is leverage.  The fairies
give me what I want, and no harm comes to their friend."

     I was tempted to pull out my sword--but I knew this was a battle for another time.  I had a feeling I would lose if I tried now.  Best not to anger her anyway, as i could need her help later.

     And so it began! Our Mystical Quest. This was going to be epic!





     Almost Regular Life is being consumed, and possibly ruined by "Once Upon a Time," an addicting ABC show.  I will sit in my dark room with a laptop for hours and if anyone comes in, I'm like, "WHAT DO YOU WANT????!!!!!!"

    Then they leave.

     I'm in the middle of season two right now...it is really cool, but really sad too...

     Nobody wants to hear about school or anything, so I won't write about it...honestly, nobody wants to read about my obsessions over TV shows either, but I want to write about them, so it's okay.  Actually, nobody even wants to hear about my pet dragon and orc slaying and stuff...but they should.

     The strawberry cookies were good...in a weird way.



     Seriously,