The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)
7.11
”Queen Shachini also raised yourself as the son of Gunggali. That's a blessing,” said Merald.
”So, actually ... We are both adopted children?” Taja didn't think Merald was.
Taja termangu.
”So, don't feel alone,” said Merald.
”Mmm... Now I am over 72 years old,” said Merald again as he moved his fingers and imitated the shape like Taja's fingers.
A pair of Merald's eyeballs glistened in the moonlight on his face. Slowly, the skin of Merald's body gradually no longer translucent, transformed perfectly as a figure resembling Taja.
"You're imitating me?" Taja was amazed, Merald's ability resembled Taja, as if there were two Taja facing each other.
”I descendants of Jawata People,” Taja noticed himself starting the tip of his feet and palms, also fumbling his face.
”We are both different creatures from most of the Gunggali Dwellers. Therefore I know what it feels like to be most alone and lonely,” said Merald, sighing deeply.
”Taja, don't feel alienated, we all love you. You, the youngest Prince of Gunggali, have the title of an Elhundi. I am willing to present Khameswari to you,” said Merald, again smiling lightly to reassure Taja.
Taja noticed the dark green robe he was wearing now, ”I .. never wanted Khameswari, never crossed wanting to snatch it from you.”
Merald laughed lightly.
”You think ... I'm not sincere? The robe is perfect for you,” Merald avoids the guilt implied on Taja's face.
”Blessed, Taja! For you are the Forest Fowler who has long received this blessing. The Queen's cultivation is within you!” Merald somewhat exclaimed as he spread his hands wide.
”Sang Fertilizer?” Taja felt blushed.
”You must be happy! That's your strength,” said Merald firmly.
”Thank you, you have given this Khameswari to me,” reply Taja.
Merald smiled.
”But ... I want to also see you wearing this Khameswari,” pinta Taja.
”For what? Khameswari is yours. Only you can wear it!”
”I want to see you wake up the flowers using the happiness of the robe,” Taja continued and immediately took off his robe.
”Ha ha ha ...! You think I'm that magical!” Merald laughed again, ”But, alright!”
A gentle breeze of the night stroked Merald's fine hair that occasionally turned golden and returned again brownish black. His pair of brightly sparkling eyes greeted the robe from Taja's hands.
”I'll teach you too,” said Merald and immediately put on Khameswari.
”I ... drifting ...,” Merald sighed lightly. His eyes were closed while enjoying the happiness of the robe. Then his legs moved and floated between the branches.
Taja watched it in amazement.
”Wow!” Unbearably, Merald swirled through the air, scattering the leaves, occasionally swinging the hanging roots.
”Wuuuh ..!”
Merald's body in the bright Khameswari lit up in the darkness of the night, landing lightly on the ground. He put a head covering that was fused from Khameswari's back. Then his arms spread wide and upward.
The leaves move softly. The wind followed Merald's hand. The hundreds of flower buds around him instantly burst open.
”Wow!” Taja just watched from his place to stop on the branch, but he could clearly see everything.
”I'm so happy! I'm so happy!” merald exclaimed many times with his eyes closed and his face covered in a cloak. He stretched out his arms again while breathing deeply.
Suddenly the wind turned a little strong, gushing a vast expanse of grass and shaking branches of trees around. The atmosphere that was originally calm, suddenly turned gripping, mingling hot air penetrated in the freezing of the night.
Furthermore, there was a shrill scream from the distance of the skyline that seemed from where Taja and Merald were at that moment.
”You heard that scream?” taja's hand touched Merald's shoulder.
”What?” Merald still didn't understand. Eyebrows raised.
”I heard screams from there!” taja's voice was heavily pressured in the throat while pointing to the eastern horizon.
”I didn't hear anything!” Merald shook his head because he really did not hear what Taja meant.
The atmosphere is calm again.
”Any, when I heard it clearly .. like the sound of screams ...,” Taja pointed again in one direction away in the eastern horizon.
”Behind the hill there, Calpera mainland. There was nothing or anyone there.” Merald said and in no way implied any strange taste.
Another voice shocked their tension. Like something more than one fell into the grass.
”What is it?” I had to find the origin of the sound.
”I heard it!” Merald laughed again, impressed with the teasing. Taja was tense watching the surroundings
”Beautiful Fruit that falls. It doesn't sound far from here. The fruit is rare and very magical. Unfortunately, before dawn he had already vanished to the ground!” merald said and there was still a laugh.
”I'll look for it!” without speaking again, Merald darted nimbly into the bushes behind the lush trees there. Just not following him. He was more worried about the bad feeling he felt was behind the eastern horizon.
”Merald, we better get back to Euryn!” Taja realized, Merald was no longer near him.
”Merald!” call Taja while looking towards the fairy the flower has moved into the bushes.
”I'm here! I got three!” merald's voice was getting further away. It sounds like she is preoccupied with beautiful falling fruits.
Taja saw the knee-high grass there twitching. Every now and then Merald's shadow among the reeds was visible to him. Actually want to follow, but the attention of Taja first surprised the panorama of reddish eastern horizon far away there. A distinctive scream, roaring into space.
”Changgala!” Taja said a name that is no stranger to his mind. He soon reached the limits of the Phardabian hills. Behind that hillside line, the arid Calpera land can be clearly seen from where Taja is now.
”Changgala?” Merald suddenly appeared and surprised Taja, ”The past ground troops? Are any of their kind still alive?” from behind Taja's shoulders, Merald looked in that direction.
”There is one left since Calpera was destroyed,” Taja replied briefly.
”All because of the heirloom of the doom that had killed my mother ...,” as far as looking in the same direction to the misty eastern horizon.
”We call it the Gunggali catastrophe! One night's tragedy has wiped out the sparkling Calpera. The river fairies are dying and the land is toxic,” Merald recalls the sad moments he himself had seen.
”The catastrophe of the Jawata mainland,” he continued in silence.
Taja switch on him, ”Castrop?”
”True, that poisonous heirloom came from the Jawata mainland,” Merald made sure.
”Which humans can get to Gunggali?” tanya Taja was curious.
”No man has reached Gunggali, but your wounded mother has come and brought your infant self!” answer Merald.
Taja did not blink as long as Merald answered that. He dissolved in his own mind, ”Hey, why does Calpera seem closer than Phardabian?”
Merald was astonished as well. Only once was his face serious and frightened.
”My hunch says something bad. Full moon makes the distance of Phardabian and Calpera seem closer,” Merald immediately concluded himself.
”What makes Changgala like screaming in pain?” merald muttered.
Taja and Merald looked at each other.
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