The Journey To The Brockleheart Sky

Chapter 14: Where We Go???

Alena finally comes the next morning, the little body enters the room Laura gave to Marry. Marry seemed to fall asleep, her little lips gaping without shame. Alena touched Marry's nose, she just stayed motionless. Alena moved to the window and pulled the curtain, passing the solar light through Marry's pores.

Glare, Marry moves the body. Turning in the opposite direction from the light of the natural lantern. The irritated Alena, pulled her nose violently.

"Wake Marry!!!"

"You." Marry's voice looked exhausted.

"I brought you what you asked for. Marry?" call him to touch Marry's ear.

"Apple? You gonna get me an apple?" His red hair is now swarming like sheep. There is a fine fiber on the side of the lip that is rubbed off quickly.

"Of course" he said, putting red dust on Marry's blanket.

"What's this?" triv Marry suddenly surly.

"Apple," he replied innocently. Hiding both of his arms to the back of that sparkling little body.

"Alright, I-u understand. Everywhere, you're you're you, hhh," said Marry annoyed.

"Don't underestimate the power of the house fairy" she answered, pulling out a small finger from a pocket visible to Marry. "Apple... Apple's... Applebum!" he said he made a movement around the dust.

Slowly the dust gathers and forms a herd against each other. Marry rubbed his eyes and looked at the miracle that was before his eyes. Not a few seconds later, a red apple with a seductive fragrance touched Marry's stomach.

"You smiling now?" the god broke Marry's ice. Marry remained silent for a few seconds and touched the magic apple. "Can't you talk anymore, Marry?" continued Alena.

Marry shook his head and hurriedly bit the side of the apple, chewing it vigorously. Alena stopped flying and sat down on her blanket.

"Hmm, this is so delicious!!!" he was excited, throwing blankets out.

"Hey," cried Alena flying after.

Marry runs to her father's room and finds Laura slumbering in the chair. His face was sad, drowning in a dream. Marry lifted the tip of the pajamas at his feet and walked on his tiptoes towards Herms' bed.

"Dad?" Herms moved and looked at Marry. "The apple, for you, is so sweet" he said, bringing the apple closer to Herms' mouth.

"No Marry" said Laura suddenly.

"Hhh?"

"Your father will not eat apples, pears and fruit of that kind."

"Why?"

"The poison that Sue gave you was plant poison, the one that hurt your father wasn't just a golden knife. There's poison in the knife. It will get worse if you consume fruit that is like an apple," he explained approaching Marry.

"God! Is that why you didn't recover while you were in the woods? Because ka-mi only eats fruit?" Laura nodded to hear it.

"Be prepared, you must come with me. The apple was for you, the lady was already painstakingly looking for her like a crazy elf," she pointed to Alena who had been sitting on the doorknob.

"To where? Where are we going?" ask Marry.

"Removing your body odor."

"We're going to take a shower?" Laura smiled and examined Herms' wounds.

"Marry stop talking, just follow your aunt" Herms said.

"I'll bring it to you soon, and about your letter I understand Herms, you take it easy. You'll be safe here."

"Is there a waterfall in Arsk and a river, like in a forest of demand? I kept smelling the water when auntie said we were going to take a shower" she sounded happy.

Laura simply smiled and touched Marry's reddish cheeks. He was sure that the happy look would be a sorrowful look one day, if Marry failed to fulfill his duty.

Marry simply nodded and hurried to leave Laura. She was preparing to follow the aunt she had met last night, to go to a new place.

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The tired of Marry's journey, paid off with views of the morning to evening, which can not be separated from the beauty of the city of Arsk, and the further traced looks more elegant.

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The two of them had been gone for hours, leaving Herms at home alone. Several times riding the latest car output in 1962. In addition to cars, Arsk only has manual horse carriages and bicycles. It has only one train station, with the destination being Mavis-Arsk. There are no other train stations, which allow Arsk residents to circle the city by train.

After getting off the horse carriage, they stopped at the end of the city. The deeper they walked, the more they entered the dense forest, leaving behind the hustle and bustle of the city and the countryside. Marry began to be unsettled, before he had never left Herms so far.

They arrived at a place with many twigs and colorful flowers. Laura took some twigs and flowers, then put them in the wooden basket that Marry was holding.

"Don't worry, Alena will definitely take good care of your father. Trust him," said Laura when she felt the anxiety of Marry, who had looked back occasionally. Trying to reduce his anxiety. "Do you want to go to Marry's dress shop?"

"Why?" marry looked at her clothes.

"Why do you feel comfortable wearing my old clothes? We can buy new clothes for you, teenagers really like fashion now. It's 1962, not 1862 Marry. Stop looking so stale."

"All right, buy me Auntie's clothes."

"What color do you like?"

"Aunt Laura?"

"What's wrong?" he turned around and gave a piece of twig to Mary.

"Actually where are we going? We've stopped here, since then," he asked to take the branch that had a hole in the middle of it. "Hhh? It's filled with water?" he continued to look at the plants he had just seen.

"Drink, it'll get rid of your body odor."

"You body? Whatchu mean? I thought we were gonna take a bath in the river?" the tanyanya sounds plain. Laura laughed too.

"Is that body odor you're thinking about? Looks like you'll have to be sent to Brockleheart, in order to recognize your own world, Marry."

"What kind of body odor? A brockleheart? What'sthat?" marry began to panic. Because he kept hearing the word 'Brockleheart' during his escape.

"Ckk, you're so noisy, I hope to see you before. But, we won't be able to get along if you're a quiet kid, I'd prefer you to be like this." Laura took out a wooden basket and placed it on the ground.

"Auntie, you have to answer my question." Laura laughed and just looked at him. "Laura ...," Marry's whine sounded serious.

Laura looked at her metallic eyeballs, her blue eyes hypnotizing Laura. Laura was silent for a moment.

"True, you should call me that" he said staring at Marry.

Suddenly, Laura placed the knife slowly to the ground and prostrated herself right in front of Marry. Looking up at that little face.

"What are you doing?" marry asked, surprised to see Laura's behavior.

"Dahlia, I've been looking forward to being your coach" he said suddenly.

"Coach?"

"Yes. Your coach. In your father's letter that night, he told me that you've been showing signs of Dahlia. He said, you should get trained immediately and Herms has chosen me as the first coach. So, drink that." Laura pointed at the twig in Marry's hand.

"Stay, after that I will drink it. And please just be normal Auntie." said Marry who followed a firm stand from Laura.

Marry grasped a twig the size of his two little fingers, raised using two hands and without hesitation immediately drank the water that had no taste. Every sip was enjoyed slowly, until the last drop of Marry still forced to drink the water.

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