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"Yes", Melkira said, "I am having troubles with this. Gryphons
try to steal the eggs night and day, and I cannot get a breath of
sleep for fear they will carry them off." Aria looked confused, and
Illyria shrank back behind her.
"How can we help? I am certain that we, just two elves, can be of little aid." Melkira smiled slightly. "Ah, there's where you are wrong." She slipped into a storytelling tone, and began to recite: "Since the Gryphons, Griffins, and Gryphins leave me no time when they do not try to steal my eggs, I can rarely hunt, and certainly not go far enough away to get something to drive the gryphons off. But, in the forests of the Brightelves, lives a small plant that Gryphons cannot stand the scent of. I need you to get that for me, or both I and my Dragonets will die. That would be disaster, for I am the only living female dragon. If you could go..." Aria gasped "Us? Go to the Brightelves' Forest? That would be tantamount to suicide!" "Not if I aid you with what small magic I possess. I will send you with a spell to hide you if you do nothing careless. Shall I hide the frightened one, as well?" Aria laughed at this description of her sister, but nodded. "It will keep her out of trouble to go with me." The dragon waved a claw at them, and it trailed little shimmers as it went through the air, which, like dust, settled on the two. "Now go, please!" said Melkira.
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