Avella'S Adventure In Prisalia
Twins Time

The poolside sunflowers had been facing westward as Avella set foot on the lakeside grass. Chatting with Cysther always makes him forget time, probably because his underwater house never shows signs of time changing. Forever stay bright with lights from oysters or light that adorns the seaweed. Or their chatter is too loud. Cysther may seem quiet, but when he's close, he'll be someone else you never thought he would be. He always had funny things to say, reacted expressively, and his innocence to something that would make Avella laugh out loud.

Acclais in the afternoon in spring is beautiful. Sunlight provides a golden layer on the surface of the roofs of houses and plant shoots. Avella is tempted to paint once again. But considering mother's anger, he finally continued to swing his legs.

The violin accompanies his footsteps. Avella looked up, and saw a girl up there. Thisys. The girl was sitting on a tree branch playing the violin, a squirrel sleeping near her skirt. He smiled at Avella, the game stopped. “You can't hear this, it's for the festival tomorrow,” he said with a mischievous smile.

“It's a shame that it's too late, I've heard it from earlier,” said Avella. “In my opinion, you will make all Acclais residents drunk with your music tomorrow.”

Thisaly put on a smile, her cheeks flushed. “May be true as such. I'd be happy if the villagers could be entertained because of my game.” It was very sweet. The eleven-year-old girl was very dear to the villagers. In addition to his pleasant behavior, also because of his facial features that make someone amazed to see it. Both eyes are round with close proximity, resulting in a cute impression. Her lips were as red as cherries, and her nose was small. At each gathering, it will be the center of attention. Same with Avella and Cysther. To them, Avella was too wild, and Cysther was too boring.

As Avella stepped away from the tree house of the Thisaly family, the faint sound of melodious violin play was heard again. It was unexpected to remind Avella of the music lessons she had received from a governor. Will he be able to surf Thisaly if he is serious about training first?

But Avella immediately blew her mind as soon as she reached Lilacbell, her home. He remembers only being able to see the outside world for hours during music lessons, and that upset him. Not-not beam makes him dizzy. And he couldn't play even the simplest song, so my mother stopped her lesson.

Lilacbell Cottage may not be too unique when compared to other houses in Acclais. If you look around, just like a plantation cottage in general, with stone walls and lilac bushes around the house. A herd of wild geese even walking in front of the house adds to the atmosphere. But it's not really like that. When you go inside, you may need to ask for a guide map first so as not to get lost. Lilacbells have a unique mechanism that only their family understands. Like a simple pulley on a board to deliver someone from the ground floor to the second floor. Or a secret passageway that leads into a secret room. There are still many other mysteries that are only known by Avella's father (as the builder), so that the villagers no longer want to suggest a meeting at Lilacbell (the thing that is very grateful for Avella's mother), so that the villagers will no longer recommend a meeting at Lilacbell (the thing that Avella's mother is very grateful for), because not once or twice have they had an incident in that house.

Avella hugs Mom who is cooking for dinner. “The fragrance is very good. What cooking mom?” tanyakanya.

“Potato laser, you like, right?”

“Like! Whatever you cook I'll love. I want to say that even if Mom cooked mud, I'm— AW! Why did Mom hit me?”

“You always talk strange things. See if you still want to eat if you're really cooking mud. Already there shower, then help Mom prepare dinner.”

Avella did what she told me. He went into his room, which looked like a room on canvas because of the paintings that filled the walls. There was a bed in the corner of the room, with wide curtains covering the view. In the corner of the room, there was a wooden staircase. Avella rode it after she finished her bath.

Behind the table was a door, it was Ash's room. Avella. Ash is reading a book, of course. Unaware of the presence of an invited person in his room. Since graduating from Mr. Marsh he became happy drowning himself in books. He only went out occasionally, to borrow books from the village library, or to buy books, or to play with his friends if they insisted. Although they are twins, they learn from different teachers, so he is not too familiar with Ash's friends.

“ASH!” pekik Avella, who dropped herself on Ash's bed.

“SET SHOWER!” shouts Ash with wide eyes. He was surprised by the black cat that fell into his bed. If only she were not his sister, he would have hit the man in the forehead with his thick book.

Avella laughed wildly. He held his stomach and his legs were tracing. He looked once more at Ash's face, then laughed more wildly than ever. “Hahaha, devil bath. Isn't it that if the demons shower they mean suicide, huh? They are made of fire, hahaha.”

“Silence yes, silence. Or I'll lock the door to your room. Don't make my bedspread messy. Jeez, your feet must be dirty all day,” complained Ash with annoyance. Her strands of black hair down reached her eyes as her heart slipped imagining her mattress filled with mud from Avella's legs.

“Nak aja, I've taken a shower, yes!” avella said in her laughter. “And I'm not running around, I'm playing at Cysther's house. And there I got enlightenment! Hear me. So, I'm serious about me going on an adventure, because I'm gonna be Sailor. And I don't have to worry about fees anymore, because they're all free. If I manage to write a journal well, I can win with the title of Sailor Prisalia. I can eat for free for life! Oh yeah, you probably don't know what Sailor is, so, Sailor it—“

“I already know,” said Ash half laughed. “You just called it now, so, all this time you don't know, huh?”

“I know, I know— well, I don't know, anyway,” sigh Avella, start to show a sorry face. How could he always talk about going on adventures, but not at all about Sailor. Maybe something is wrong with his mindset. Or .. Avella glanced at the pile of books on the side of Ash's bed, he who had been lazy to read information.

“Already, besides you know now. It makes no difference. So, what else do you want to tell me?” ask Ash.

Avella's eyes sparkled again. He got up and sat facing Ash, his hands holding the young man's arms. “Me and Cysther promise to be Sailor together!”

Ashfern's eyes darkened.