The story was originally posted under dolls, but they were written sloppily and full of grammar mistakes. This is a revised and improved the version, the story line remain the same, just improved the writing, hopefully. So grab a popcorn, sit back and enjoy!

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Anyway, luckily enough we’ve got Marshy this time, and guess what makes it even luckier enough? Marshy's parent is among the Marshy guards! Thank Dolldivine all Mighty! We are friends, friends. Phew, thanks to Marshy, we are welcome into the Marshville. Yeehaw! Side quest completed! Wait, no flashy sparkles? No loots or gold coins dropping from the sky?! We can't even level up?!! You do know that you are not in a video game, right?...well, let's just enjoy the scenery.

Marshville is quite a hidden idyll I'd say, the last shelter of the Candylings. The sponge cake meadows are bloomed with lolly-popossoms, the air is perfumed with the sweet scene of cinnamon and chocolate. Only one thing, residents of the Marshville never start fire. But that's not a problem, here's like food everywhere! Yeah, let's party Marshville style! And those sausages are delicious, thanks to Snowy! Yes, she's in the corner dealing with sausages. Talking about Snowy, she's quite a mystery as the fourth member of the fellowship. Snowy the Icy one in full, is known to almost every dolldiviner (just a say) as the most skilled robinhoodish burglar. She comes; she goes, cunning and unpredictable. We all had our dislocated jaws fixed after knowing that she answered the queen's call and came to the emergency council.

Anyway the story goes that she has picked every single lock in dolldivine! I don't know whether you take that or not, I believe it’s the truth. There’s no chance that I would disclose that she has already made her uninvited visit to the Full Moon Castle and helped herself with some souvenirs. Did I just say something I shouldn't have? Well, you didn't hear anything, do you? She's also known to pick every lock she picks, yes, literally pick. She carries her collection of locks everywhere, even on the way to the Nameless Hell! It was a disaster (check out this black eye and scratch marks) to finally manage to persuade Snowy to leave her locks in the Marshville, cause it would be too burdensome for the journey ahead.

She buried her precious collations under the last Marshy tree on the marshmeadow, the border of Marshville, and hat off stands in silent homage for...let's just not mention how long, yeah? Just don't ask. Marshy volunteers to be our guide, quite a brave little fellow. We meet Marshy's family before, though worry, Marshy's parents encourage their boy to have his own adventure. Yeah, Marshy's a he, all female Marshies wear flowers or bowtie or some sort.

So again it's time for a new adventure, we sit in these 100% water-proof fondant cupcake boats, sailing on the juice lake, bidding farewell to the kind Candylings of Marshville. A tough boy like Marshy even shed some tears. So we are official officially sailing away from civilisation and preparing for our destination, the perilous land of the Nameless Hell! Marshy, the juice's not for drinking! And Snowy, could you please stop staving the boat? I'm sure you'll be able to get back your locks!

Yes, yes, yes, thanks to the 100% water-proof fondant cupcake boats, we reached ...well we had to swim the last few miles due to those melting boats and the holes staved by Snowy, and luckily we didn't encounter any sweetie eels that said to roam this water...ouch what was that!...well we reached the shore safely...with sweetie eels attached to our whole bodies...pulling off the eels, phew that's much better. As we reach the shore, the icy plain is near at sight. Curious that the Marshville lies so close to the Nameless Hell...

So we are here standing on the LAST meadow, if you turn to page...whatever…of the dollkipedia tour guide handbook of Dolldivine (legal copy from Crystal Castle press, no piracy), you will learn that the LAST meadow is the remain of the ancient Mallow Kingdom, you can still see the ruins of candy marble and the dilapicated walls of Mallow Castle telling the story of their long lost glory. And for the half purple half red river on your right…left…right…you know where it is right? …You can read on page...can't remember...is the border river of dreams and nightmares. A river, intertwined of the water stems from the fountain of dreams among the stars and the lava spilled from the volcano of nightmares, separates the land of Nameless Hell from Dolldivine Queendom. And for the huge gleaming iceberg towering over the river, if you turn to page...just forget it (throw away the book XD)...is the Golcheldinen, the silent icy mountain. The Glacial side of the Glacano, the landscape of Nameless Hell (you can also read that on the tour guide handbook…on page…well find it yourself…if you want a close view, go check the portrait of the Nameless Queen or Lady Ali XD). The other half of the Glacano is the volcano of nightmares which we just mentioned. The dragoness of ice, Helcheth, the bitter cold, can often be sighted flying over this region, while her counterpart, the dragon of fire, Hallachon, the shadowed flame, dominates the volcano.

Now here's our problem, how to get across the river？Anyone who bathes in the water from the fountain of dreams will fall into eternal sleep and for the lava, you touch it, you melt. But, don't forget, we’ve got a secret weapon. Ta da, the magical seed of Dryad! So according to the operation manual of the magical seed…step one, dig a hole on the ground...Oh good job Marshy! Step two, place the seed into the hole...Marshy！Don't swallow it! Step three, cover the hole with soil...Oh Marshy, you are a handy boy! Step four, apply water to the newly planted seed...do we have water? Thanks Lost, you’re still carrying our food...wait, how long did that water stay in this bottle, it looks cloudy...anyway, step five, sing this incantation with the tune of...Ring Around the Rosy?! ’Grow up little seed, bed me with ashes, raindrop, raindrop, that's all I need. Grow up little seed, cover me with posies, twilight, twilight, that's all I need...’

Haha, Dryads have a very good sense of humour. WHY CAN'T YOU PUT THIS D*** NURSERY RHYME IN THE FRONT (it sort of making rhymes actually)...Now we need to dig that seed out (luckily it is re-usable) and plant it at sunset, and I NEED TO CREAT RAINDROP FOR IT! Swell! And where the heck do you want us to get ashes and posies? Posies are fine, but ASHES? You are not supposing us to burn SOMETHING, right? (Dryad: nep, they’re just added for the rhyme and to enhance the atmosphere...) Oh thanks, great news indeed...Why do I get goose bumps?

So we camp on the LAST meadow waiting for the sunset and when the first ray of twilight shines down, oh Marshy, you already done the first three steps, now raindrops...twisting open the bottle and dripping the water on top...yeah they said rain DROPS. And the incantation... (clear my throat) ladies cover your ears please, including you Marshy... Grow up little seed, bed me with ashes, raindrop, raindrop, that's all I need. Grow up little seed, cover me with posies, twilight, twilight, that's all I need... Hocus-pocus! I commend thee little seed to grow! Little seed, be grown! Abracadabra! What’s more like it! Then what you are about to witness is very similar to the story of Jack and the Beanstalk, the seed grows magically...but why is it growing straight! Oh nice kick Marshy. Voila, the seed grows into a bridge and we can safely cross the river on it! Brilliant!

As we cross the border river…be careful, don’t fall! I’m talking about you Marshy, you seem like wanting to swim in the dream fountain, it’s no fun to be a forever dreaming Marshy…Finally, we successfully set our feet on the land of the Nameless Hell! Brrrr, it’s cold here…what! No signal for my GPS staff again! How do we suppose to get into the other half in this forsaken storm! Shrill cries piercing the howling wind, a huge white mass manifestes among the dancing snowflakes. The dragoness, Helcheth! Ladies, ready your arms…wait, is she just crying?

Yes the answer is positive, she was just crying because she’s had some issues with her…very special dragon, Hallachon. He meltes her home whenever he pays a visit and she freezes his vice versa, and the Nameless Queen hasn’t paid their salary for…I won’t say how long…so neither of them can get their house repaired…Oh, you ask how do we get to know about that? It appears that the dragon talks Marshy or Marshy speaks dragonish…weird isn’t it…So the dragoness is in fact very friendly, well a bit overacting for sure, otherwise she won’t pick herself such a dramatic name. But she says it’s all because she thinks coldness is bitter, it always gives her this funny taste in mouth…Seriously, I think Hallachon is responsible for that…

Well thanks to her anyway, we struggle our way through the storm and here we are at the doorstep of the Obsidian Tower, the liar of the Nameless Queen! “Let the lady of the black land come forth! Let justice be done upon her! ““Oh hold your tongue, Lady Leaf, why you’re still so bad at giving speeches?” Oh Nameless Queen you hurt my feeling…

Yes, yes, so this is me, the lucky last of the fellowship, Lady Leaf of the Full Moon Castle, also known as the Dark Lady (if you attended my Halloween party last year, you probably still remember me…if you are not killed by Marcella XD). I’m the mage who makes the seed grow and the mad inventor who invents this awesome invisible key! Check it out! Oh you can’t see! Super laser invisible key, 100% solving your stolen-key problems, cause you can’t see it, no one can! Aha, Aha, Ahahahahaha…well it does bring some lost-key issues at the same time and I haven’t successfully opened something with it, need further adjustment…note that down…

All right back to normal, the Nameless Queen greets us with her presence on the top of the dark tower, accompanied by a huge coal-black smoky mass at her side…really Helcheth is far more prettier than him…flame rises from the ground, lightning strike from above…No Marshy, come back what are you…what the hell? The Nameless Queen: “Oh Hello Marshy, long time no see! Where have you little cutie been, I missed you so much! ” Yeah the queen JUMPED down from the tower to give our little Marshy a huge…wait, does it make Marshy the secret spy of the Nameless Queen?! Well relax, now it’s story time, thanks to Marshy, we now know what’s this madness all about…

The Nameless Queen accidentally locked her key, which is Lady Ali’s Magical Key to Lock All, to…her precious Marshy store in the blue tresor of damnation, which is the heirloom of the Sapphire Citadel that she borrowed from Lady Bluesmooth. Unfortunately the Nameless Queen didn’t have the key to the blue tresor of damnation, so she snatched all keys of Dolldivine trying to forge a Magical Key to Unlock All, in order to unlock either the blue tresor of damnation or her precious Marshy store…Haha, why don’t the Nameless Queen just ask Lady Bluesmooth for the key and save us this *&%$ journey…well celebrities have their ways…

Do you want to know how the story ends? Lady Bluesmooth opens the blue tresor of damnation for the Nameless Queen…it appears that Nameless is quite a lover of marshies and all marshies love her, yeah no wonder the Marshville lies so close to the Nameless Hell. And the Nameless Queen is planning to develop her Marshmallow industry using the natural heating and cooling resources she possesses, and soon enough the dolldivine will be able to taste the ( )and new Marshmallows, Nameless Hell production, worthy of your trust…Marshy leaves in the Nameless Hell as the Nameless Queen’s commercial assistant. And finally Helcheth and Hallachon will get money for their house renovation. Well, all’s well that ends well, except for one thing, HOW THE HELL DO WE GET ALL THESE KEYS BACK?