Meanwhile , back at Hopes halloween garden party a close friend of the artist with the wizards hat , had a story to tell . Yes she was quite the storyteller and for this party , she was dressed as a magician for she conjured up some magical tales all the time . She cleared of a table or two , grabbed a lantern and jumped up on the table to set her stage presence and began something like this ; " oh I've a story to tell [ she winked at artist friend ] it is called ' A goblin , some fireworks , and the gardener who came to Faerieville ' ". ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ So there was a gardener , he was an human being who came to faerieville out of thin air , how about that , isn't it strange ? But it s not so strange really , because after all , it is Faerieville , in the land of Somewhere's Else , where faerie magic flourishes and is the science in the way of life . Well , let me tell of Faerieville . Faerieville is a quaint little village [ and I mean little , for little are the wee folk ] . It is in the pine woods within the forest , comfortably nestled under pines big and small , the wee folk have made a fine art craft out of sapping the pines and farming of the many varieties of mushrooms . There are many faerie of various sizes and shapes , colors , winged and wingless as well as water nymphs living there. So it is the same with their homes made in so many different ways . The workshops , mills and homes are spread out on the banks of a winding creek that flows vigorously into a rather slow moving stream . Then there are some grand buildings carved magnificently inside and outside of old tree trunks and stumps and believe it or not , tree roots hallowed out and crafted into cozy huts but most of the homes and shops are built using the big peoples old farming equipment , wheels and gears are used as waterwheels . Now much of the time , things were very pleasant and easy going there in faerieville , no problems with any of the forest animals , birds , insects , in fact they got along quite well . Yes all was nice except that they had a neighbor who happened to be a nasty , troublesome goblin , now he was a traveling goblin so he was away often , the reason being , doing what he wanted which was - stealing ! But when he returned to his lair with his loot to abuse turning all into a pile of junk . Sometimes he burnt it to make bad fumes and choking smoke and then get plenty drunk and annoy anyone he could . That is why Faerieville had large downed trees as a fence boarder between the village and his lair . Then this one day the goblin stole some fireworks from the big people who were celebrating at a festival , he thought he'd have some 'fun' with the folks of faerieville . ----------------------------------------------------------------------- TO BE CONTINUED ......