The Journey To The Brockleheart Sky
Chapter 1: The Dahlia Birth
Random roars mixed with mysterious moans echoed within the room. The rumbling sound outside the window suddenly stopped, Herms' breath was restrained.
The black shadow that entered the room where Herms' wife gave birth, stayed inside for a few seconds.
Mrs Quirkell shouted origin. Then the scream disappeared as the shadow returned outside, as fast as the lightning of the mysterious shadow disappeared. Unsuspected.
Seeing that Herms forced his way inside. What if the power of those monstrous black creatures found them here? That means this place is no longer safe.
Herm managed to enter and heed the words of the doorkeeper woman, found her wife crying.
"What's up, honey?" Herms hurry.
"This is a letter from my mother, along with the box!" he said he was handing out a slightly open roll of paper. Herms picked up and read the letter.
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**My dear padma.
Right now, perhaps my grandson has been born into the world. In accordance with Yovanka's prophecy, when my granddaughter was born, my life would soon be over. I have to give all my knowledge of control to him.
Take good care of this box, if he's ready you can give him.
Maybe by this time Elena's elf has reached your sister-in-law, to deliver the message I gave her.
Congratulations my daughter, you gave birth to a Dahlia. He has all my power as a Dahlia. He will be much stronger, much stronger than his predecessor dahlias.
Marked,
Your mum.
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Herms was silent, he looked at the wife who was still crying, drowning in a fog of grief. The cry of the baby and his mother now sounded in rhythm. Herms straightened his gaze for a moment, from behind the window the trees no longer looked angry. When she was silent, she dissolved in her sadness.
Herms hugged his wife and said, "Some are coming, some are leaving! Calm yourself!" Padma was crying.
It's like a dream, when giving birth to a baby that awaited, Padma actually lost her mother; mother-in-law Herms. The prophecy was true, but Padma's heart was already in disbelief. Why does it have to be like this?
"What did Elena tell you?" herms sat on the edge of the bed.
"My mom!" he said softly.
"Calm down baby, after our baby is 10 days old we'll go to see your mom. Trust me, he'll be fine."
"No Herms! The baby is a killer! He's a killer."
"It's her destiny, your mother can even accept it."
"But Lisea's grandmother didn't even die when she gave birth to Dahlia, nor did she die from my mother's grandmother! My mother is also a Dahlia!"
"For that don't trust Elena! He could be wrong."
"Who do you think Elena is? She's a fairy guard! Only if he is banished or his owner dies can he become a shadow. Didn't you see the shadow?" Padma was upset, staring at the baby on a woman's lap.
"Mom!" call Herms to calm down.
"Mrs, this is your baby!" the nurse tried to give the baby.
"Take him away from me, Herms!" door limp.
"You gotta suck it!" continued nurse. Padma was silent, she ignored Herms and the nurse. Only a cry came out from her little lips, refraining from hating the little baby.
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The bright blue sky could not calm the heart of Herms Quirkell. I don't know what happened to her, there was a happy and sad side to that oval face. Herms could only stand staring at the cityscape on the balcony of her baby's room, waiting for the baby to cry and soothe her with a milk substitute.
Three days after her baby was born to earth, Herms has not given the red-haired baby girl a name.
Herms focused on calming his distressed wife, even confining himself to her guilt. Thousands of offensive remarks were thrown from the thin lips, cursing and regretting her marriage to Herms.
Tomorrow, it's Julia Glories' funeral. Padma's mother, who reportedly died because Padma gave birth to a Dahlia.
Have you heard of Dahlia? Reportedly, when black power and magic collide, with just a flick of Dahlia's fingers, all the holy light will sweep through the rumbling of darkness.
Dahlia is a Controller that can control 5 elements at once. Water, Earth, Fire, Plants, and Blood. Because Herms was a man who had mind control. Imagine what kind of Dahlia would be born to Padma, the granddaughter of a Dahlia.
"Padma, Marry wants to be with you!" herms called the baby Marry.
"Go! Let me alone!" emphatically.
Herms could only obey, as the cries of rejection grew more and more. Herms knew his guilt was starting to become hatred. In the midst of the chaos, Herms brainwashed and got the idea to find a surrogate mother. Mom who is ready to share ASI with Marry.
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Night, third day. Fairy Elena, the shadowy figure of the night. He returned to his original form, after finding a new master.
Herms got a letter, a letter delivered directly by Elena.
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**Herms dearest.
I totally agree with your plan, finding a surrogate mother can make Padma jealous later. She'll definitely take back the baby.
You called her Marry, right, that's a very pretty and carefree name. Tell me right away if you have a full name for her. I like that name.
Herms, I'm sorry, your sister can't come to the funeral. You know lately the Trolls have been messing around in my place. So, I can't leave Arsk, to see you.
Letter from Mrs Julia Glories I've read, the rest I'll tell you when we meet.
Pray, be with you. Hope Padma gets better.
Marked,
Laura Quirkell's.
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Herms smiled reading it, what he had in mind right now was the real name for Marry. Herms thought to himself in his study, reading some books for reference materials. If it wasn't for Dark War, they would have already made a name for the baby while Padma was still pregnant.
But, Dark War was too time and energy consuming.
Herms had an idea, because of the events of recent days, which Marry always rejected his mother. Herms gave her the name Marrietta, which in French comes from the name Marietta which means bitter, because her birth made bitterness in the life of Herms and Padma. Herms added the letter R in Marietta's name. To mean Merry-Riang.
So, Marrietta is the jolly bitters. Or rather meaning as bitter as her life, Marrietta would be a strong and jolly girl.
This unmeasured dahlia seemed to respond as Herms called out her name.
"Mary!" Beautiful baby with a clean white face, red hair that is almost bald, beautiful hands, sharp noses and thin lips like Padma.
The girl called Marry, and means the fruit of their marriage love. Her beauty will be a legend.
"Marrietta Quirkell, my dear daughter. I hope to protect until the end. I'll make sure you're not a dangerous Dahlia and that cunning witch's prophecy was a big mistake.
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