Obashra used her false name, Oshira, because no one in their right mind would give their real name to a stranger. She learned the woman’s name was Muriel. The witch was willing to give her information of the area, including details of her family. In fact, she talked of them too much; a daughter and twin granddaughters. Muriel showed the witch beautifully detailed paintings of them.
“These tiny paintings are astonishing!” Oshira could not help but admire them.
Muriel laughed, “These aren’t paintings, they’re photographs.”
Soon, another overabundance of information flowed in Oshira’s direction from the woman. It was difficult to understand all that Muriel was saying. The white Witch asked herself, would she never stop talking? To change the subject, Oshira fabricated new clothing after an image from a magazine. The thin book was full of information on fashion. While doing that Muriel tried to give her centuries of knowledge in a short amount of time. The white witch learned quickly that the entire village served the magic Fortress on Dingley Island. This made sense to her. The blue magic here on Terra was strong by itself, but if it was being aided by a dragon then it would be immensely powerful. This might make her plans difficult to enact. Because of an ancient pact made eons ago, descendants of any dragon could not be entwined to serve a Witch or Wizard, even if the blood was not pure. Many generations had blossomed since the beginning days, yet this truth held. No descendants of the Draconis could have their minds taken over to serve another. Still, they could be manipulated in other ways; greed seemed to be a human quality that responded to gold and spices. According to the brown witch, giving flowers was another avenue.
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