Here be a tale, never written in the book by the Old Man of Wandering Mountain. The book written to bring the Saviour of Fantasia and to give the Childlike Empress a new name; The Neverending Story. This story is set before Atreyu's story began but concerns an important character of that story and a very good friend of Arteyu. I have never heard or seen it written, to my disappointment, the story about Falkor before Atreyu's quest. I do strongly believe that every creature and person, in Fantasia and on Earth, deserve their own story, and so with the craft of my writing hand and with perhaps a bit of luck I give you Falkor's story and , to my joy, the time has come for you to hear it…

Stargazers Prophecy

Under the gleaming stars, the wise beings of Fantasia held council. At the head of the council stood a centaur gifted with the knowledge of time. None could match him in years nor wisdom, a master of reading the skies, they simply called him Stargazer. None had lived as long as him to remember his birth name nor did he remember it himself, as was the price of his longevity, he had forgotten much of his early life. Despite this, they respected his wisdom and consulted him every year under the winter sky, but his revelations where rarely awe striking, at times he failed to predict anything at all. Some believed he had become senile in his old age.

Hours passed as he studied the constellations and numerous formations of the stars. The members of the council grew impatient and beckoned him to speak of what he read. "The stars are restless; they don't easily yield the secrets of the future. Fear not, for my skills have not failed me! Hear this and make of it what you will." So the wise centaur spoke aloud what he interoperated from his ancient scroll, the night sky,

"Lord of Horok Castle, the Seeing hand,

AURYN in the Wizards eyes of greed,

He drives beasts of magic, black metal-clad.

From the orchid forest, the carnivorous expanse….

Battle horns sound!

Trust not in shields and swords of steel,

For a blessing of luck the skies shall send thee."

Thus a prophecy was told and indeed each council member had their own opinion on the matter, wise though they all where, no two minds thought alike.

"Whoo…! The greedy wizard seeks the power of AURYN for himself! We mustn't let him have it! We should take the amulet to the highest tree top." hooted Floofheath the Owl.

"Bah! Battle horns!" scowled Hrobvorf the Dwarf King. "Our war drums will shake the earth and scare the little wizard back to his castle!"

"The Childlike Empress will protect us. No evil magic can defile the Ivory Tower. The wizard will never pass it's gates." said the blue djinn with the eagle beak.

"Naaay! These are pointless meanderings of an old goat-fish if ever I heard them!" spluttered Mermisus the sea horse, thrashing about her chalice-basin in protest and giving some nearby people quite a soaking.

And so it was debated upon as the waking morning passed and gave way to the peaking sun of noon til the day faded and the moon rose to shepherd a starry sky. It was never known if the council settled on agreement about what the prophecy meant or what action to take, but elsewhere in Fantasia another page of this story unfolded….