Avella'S Adventure In Prisalia
The Little Incident
All eyes looked towards Thisaly. The girl's cheeks paled, the edges of her eyes reddened. Her lips quivered, before she started talking, “What basis are you accusing me of, Xylia? I didn't break it. You should check your guitar before the race. I don't think you should blame others for your own mistakes.”
Xylia's eyes were still fiery. He uttered a harsh word that made the audience gasp. “You! I know you broke it.”
Tears began to flow down Thisaly's cheeks. It makes Mrs. The Icewings who were by his side grabbed him. He spoke to Thisaly softly, who was answered with a headband by his daughter. The mothers around began to prick. Through Avella's hearing, he catches that they all disagree that Thisaly damaged Xylia's guitar. In fact, they would do anything to protect the girl.
After all, Xylia was just a naughty little kid who played too much with boys. Pelt a squirrel with an apple, and swing on a clothesline. In contrast to Thisaly who will distribute mushrooms to the neighbors, and happily chimed in greetings from them. The animals in Acclais also seemed to have an interest in the girl, making them all docile to her touch in a strange way.
“I don't want you to talk to my daughter. If you are sure, what is the proof?” ask Mrs. Icewings.
“She's been looking suspicious lately! He looks envious of my abilities.”
Cheekikian scornful sounded. “There will be no one who envies the deafening sound of a guitar. Oh, sorry, Starbell. But you have to educate your daughter well.”
“I told you, too much fantasizing is not good,” whispered someone.
Avella saw Mrs's face. The red Starbell Etangle. Her face was stiff, and for a moment Avella could feel the woman's emotions flowing at her. Avella was afraid that the woman would explode, yet she spoke in a calm voice. “I don't think my daughter will say anything without a cause. She may be a bit wild, but she's an honest girl. He's nothing like you, Odette, who's hit Mr. Fencing. Moss but won't confess.”
“So you hit my house fence?” exclaim Mrs. Moss is upset.
“Be-right, but haven't I been sending root soup every day? You won't forget it, will you?”
“So that's why you sent that tasteless soup? Just so you know, my apple tree that drinks that root soup every day!”
OOOH sounds rang out in the crowd. In the quiet Acclais, the slightest drama will attract the attention of many people. They are waiting for Mrs' answer. Odette Ellory was too shocked to say anything.
Fortunately, Pearicus, as the host, immediately caught the attention of the villagers again. His face was pale, and his lips formed a forced cheerful laughter. “All right, all right, we're back to the actual event. We can't wait for the broken fence until sunrise, because by then, the Shining Shyskies Festival is over. Xylia here is ready to use the guitar of other contestants, let's listen to her beautiful singing. Give a round of applause!”
Xylia's voice was truly beautiful. Avella felt her voice woo the candles in the Shyskies to dance.
“He is very talented,” Avella told Cysther. Though there are whispers all around saying that Thisaly is much better than Xylia.
When the announcement of the winner arrived, Avella listened enthusiastically. Acclais is said to have been bestowed with two musical goddesses, Thisaly and Xylia. Both are so good, with their respective advantages and disadvantages, which makes Avella unable to choose. She ignored the tension that was spreading among the women, and argued that they would get along again tomorrow. Living in Acclais cannot sacrifice social life to enmity, for they are all dependent on one another. Both from the purchase of fertilizer, leave the child, to gossip what is going on.
The applause sounded louder, even louder than when Thisaly won last year. Mrs Face. Etangle flushed, but immediately smiled warmly as Xylia touched her hand. Unknowingly, Avella was also smiling.
He knows, the case of a broken guitar string he can not ignore. If ignored, there is only evil that arises. Avella's mind started working.
Thisaly stood on the stage of a flower fairy. He looks natural and happy on stage. Pearicus gives a beautiful mini harp-shaped trophy. The candlelight gives a sparkle to its clear frame.
“For the little fairy Acclais,” said Pearicus while draping flower arrangements on Thisaly, not forgetting she pinched the girl's cheek.
Shining Shyskies always bring happiness. Avella says goodbye to Cysther to go home with her family. Ash emerged from the darkness with messy hair. He smiled as he looked at Avella.
“You can't read a book in the dark,” said Avella, looking at the book Ash had brought.
“My palms itch if you don't bring a book,” Ash said as he raised both shoulders.
Avella embraced her twin, and looked back while walking. He saw Mrs. Etangle and Mrs. Icewings were talking with the implied friendliness of their faces. They make up fast! Thisaly smiled brightly, shaking hands with Xylia who was smiling like a frog, being so forced.
Oh, it might take some time for Xylia.
He might be able to help her!
Upon their arrival at home, Avella immediately entered the room. He stretched his journal book. He painted today's events. He painted Thisaly and Xylia, and most importantly, a suddenly broken guitar on stage. After that, he began writing:
Today I began to know the way to my dream. I will register Sun Sailor Camp, in preparation to become a Sailor! I want to have a life full of adventure. I don't want to live in a monotonous pattern.
# If I were the daughter of an art troupe member who travels every day with a caravan\, would I be bored with adventure?
\= It doesn't seem.
Today there was a strange incident. Xylia's guitar suddenly broke down on stage. It's safer to assume this is a coincidence, but I don't like it safe. I suspect this is happening, hmm.