Shhh, it’s the midnight meeting of the Gardening Club.

I can’t possibly talk about “watering some plants” but I’ve been doing more research and would you like to hear some totally unrelated local urban legends about how a chance encounter with an energetic young scientist by the name of Esther Mudget changed the face of history forever?

Esther had been studying the pollination patterns of wild mushrooms and her research brought her to Gibbs Hill. This is where she encountered the most fascinating spiral configuration of fungi behind the castle ruins. Intrigued, she began to spend increasingly more of her time there to study.

One afternoon, thanks to her polite new neighbors, she brought a slice of fresh fruitcake to the mushroom site. She set the cake on a nearby rock while she went about her work. Before long, she started to hear a peculiar whistling sound. She knew this sound was not human, so her instincts told her to crack a corny joke in hopes of diffusing the bad situation.

Apparently the Sprites liked her joke. And they really liked her fruitcake.

The disarmed Sprites came out of hiding and allowed Esther to see them in their true twinkly form. They whispered wisecracks and the mysteries of the universe in her ears. Little did she know this would be the start of a tender, though ill-fated relationship.

But these are just urban legends. ~_^

-Neko