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Queen Agrafina's Journal
Dear readers, This is the first part of the Diary that Marianne and I found in the Whispering Library. I would like to repeat the warning about this Journal that I gave in the Autumn 09 issue of Faezine!
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The Nidlongdir Post, U.T.R.
Lower Branch Road,
Leafenheim City,
Nidlongdir
Nidlongdir Whisperings
My name is Plotka Hildur. I was born inside a pear in Leafenheim City, and currently live in an apartment under the roof of The Nidlongdir Post. I have been working at this newspaper since I was old enough to become a leaf runner. I worked my way up to get a job as reporter, and now I also write for the human magazine Faezine.
I am not yet married. When not working I spend most of my time home in the Dragonian Caves, where I grew up with my foster mother Mama Kauppa, or I go to the Whispering Library to relax.
As a Dragonian fairy I strongly believe in recycling! I support the new Order of a Free Nidlongdir, also called the OFN. This order tries to help abandoned children and trolls in Nidlongdir. I also support the WSPA - World Society for the Protection of Animals.
Articles published at:
The Nidlongdir Post
Elodie's Blooming Fashion News
Faezine
Books published at the Whispering Library:
Dragonian Cave Patterns.
Gnome Cooking.
Bat Psychology for Beginners.
Red apple wishes,
Plotka Hildur
"Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower." H.C. Andersen
(Associated with Enchanted Folk since June 2008)
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