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TALES FROM THE GLEN BLOGGING CHALLENGE 2026

SANGEETHA KAMATH
  Image Courtesy: Pinterest  This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026 Chapter1  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/abercrombie-locke-mansion.html?m=1 Chapter2  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/brambleshire-woods-day-2-letter-b.html?m=1 Chapter3  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/meadow-brook-cottage-day-3-letter-m.html?m=1 Chapter4  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/egad-shambles-in-brambles-day-4-letter-e.html?m=1 Chapter5   https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/veiled-night-at-meadow-brook-cottage.html?m=1 Chapter6  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/library-of-cryptic-clues-day-6-letter-l.html?m=1 Chapter7  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/hopper-hare-day-7-letter-h.html?m=1 Chapter8  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/chipper-chipmunk-day-9-letter-c.html?m=1 Chapter9  https://sanguineallegory.blogspot.com/2026/04/dapper-dormous...
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WINNER BADGE A TO Z BLOGGING CHALLENGE

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ZEALOT, OUR HOPPER ( DAY 26, LETTER Z)

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                                                  CHAPTER 26 FINALE                     ZEALOT, OUR HOPPER The Starwood Crystal unhinged itself from the cradle of incandescent bubble and flew straight into Hopper’s waiting paws. Like it was always his. The moment it touched fur, the countdown died down. And then the roof of the cavern shuddered.   The lush canopy of the Apple Tree splayed open like hands in devotion. The catacombs gasped. The walls groaned and granulated in powdery snow all around them as they found themselves standing in the glade. The tree had shed its camouflage. Cold night air revived them with a fragrance of freshly fallen dew and victory.  Papa Koala was hobbling. No nod this time. No benediction. He trudged painfully crossing the distance between them and wrapped his grea...
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INÉZ ARTIFACTS ( DAY 25, LETTER I)

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                        CHAPTER 25                        INÉZ ARTIFACTS  Mayhem tore all through the Xaringmere Cragg Rise camp that was roused from deep sleep. Fires were snuffed. Tents were torn down. The sky had ripped open and shown its allegiance to the law. The constellation Uri Celeste hailed its crest across the cloudless moonshine.  A slick moon ray speared straight through the leaves in a single icy blue shaft and struck the glade. The world was painted  silver-blue even as the air tasted like fresh frost.   “It isn't cup,” Goldwynn whispered. Her breath, fogging. “ It’s a time keeper of the skies .”   The Locke Jewel was a perfect moonstone disc, palm-wide, no thicker than a thumb. A flawless otherworldly crystal, cold to the eye, warm to the touch. Its edge had caught the lantern light and had thrown it back in dancing r...
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URI CELESTE ( DAY 25, LETTER U)

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                            CHAPTER 24                           URI CELESTE  They worked fast. Locket, Marble, Flintstone, Acorn, Cup. Five heartbeats. Five clicks that dropped but… Nothing happened ! Mist hung between the roots that held their breath. The Glade was listening. Somewhere past the treeline, a twig snapped. A pig scout, maybe. Too close.   The sixth slot yawned empty. Dapper’s paw shot for a low branch, claws itching to yank the nearest fruit.   “ Wait!”   Goldwynn’s voice wasn’t a shout. It was a plucked bowstring, thin and sharp. “Easy does it ! Let me see...”   The knoll wafted up old fear. The rising moon bled through the horizon in thin, cold ribbons, turning every leaf into a silver blade.  Blaire’s parting words gnawed at her. Your cup brimmeth over…  Was she talking about Tasha...
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GATES TO THE VAULT( DAY 24, LETTER G)

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                         CHAPTER 23                  GATES TO THE VAULT  Three days of trudging, trekking and aching muscles later, the cozy, sunlit, honeyed woods of Bramble Shire were miles behind them.  At the edge of the deep, fog covered forest, a wispy figure appeared before them –The Guardian Maiden, Blaire barricading their way. "What do you seek in Mistwood Shadow Glade?" Her voice was the soft breeze that twirled around them. Ethereal!  Hopper stepped forward gingerly. "The Locke Jewel. The last shard to piece together the Starwood Crystal. Where’s it hidden?" Blaire pursed her lips. "I’ll trade, as you know. Tell me your deepest secret. One you’d kill to hide." Chipper tensed. Hopper hesitated. There was a lot at stake, when she prodded, “The Pigs are closing in. Time is of the essence here, Rabbit ! If you don’t choose, you lose." Papa Koala warned, " ...
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JOURNEY MOST TREACHEROUS ( DAY 23, LETTER J)

SANGEETHA KAMATH
                            CHAPTER 22           JOURNEY MOST TREACHEROUS  The plan was set. With a departure set before daybreak they would easily avoid the pig patrols, reaching Mistwood Shadow Glade before the Mighty Boar knew their agenda.  As they filed out to grab minimal winks of sleep that wouldn’t come, the crystal apple sat alone in the dark, throwing tiny red constellations across the ceiling in the library. Watching. Waiting. They packed ammo for the battle of the ages.  "Mistwood Shadow Glade is three days away. Day one: Cross the dell before twilight or the pig scouts sniff out your wake.  Day Two: Skirt around the Bone Fields. Better still, avoid it altogether! We take shortcuts through low lying rivers. Water hides our scent. Day three: Reach the fringes of the Mistwood Shadow Glade. Keep the shards from getting activated along the way. No fires after dusk. ...
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