The Journey To The Brockleheart Sky

Chapter 20: She is Talkative

Out there, it started raining to the earth. Marry rushed over, carrying the diary and clothes that Laura had asked for earlier. He put some stuff and boxes back in the crate, hoping that the strange things that followed him to Arsk wouldn't get cold.

He walked towards the library, while occasionally looking at the window and was shocked by the glint of light out there. Marry then found Laura who was sitting on a table with several books open, even some thick books scattered on the floor.

“Are you looking for something? What's with all this mess?” Marry did not expect that the library that yesterday looked neat, could turn out like a former pirate colony.

“How are things, Your father?” relax while busy flipping through sheets of paper.

“Oh, he's fine. Looks like you gave me something that could put my dad to sleep?” Marry approached the charcoal black table.

“Sleep only." Laura put down the book and looked at Marry sharply.

“Why?"

"For your father to fall asleep of course."

"Not that. Why are you looking at me like that?" Laura just smiled, then got off the table.

"It's okay. Am I forbidden to look at you?" Marry shook his head and looked at Laura seriously.

"The sleep medicine company so your father doesn't bother us, not seeing your nephew for years must be laughable, right? It's because I don't want them to suspect you as Dahlia."

“I didn't ask anything." Marry giggles. "Oh yeah, you promised to tell me about Dahlia?”

“I didn't promise anything, and what is it?" Laura asked a question she knew the answer to. "Isn't that your mother's diary?" Continue arranging some books and putting them into a large shelf.

“You know this thing?”

“Well, he wrote it even before Susan walked into your house first, in Stanome."

“Stanome, have you been there too? Suddenly I miss him." Marry lowered his head and stepped towards the padded rattan chair.

"You remember that place, Marry?"

"Not so clear. I just remember about some kid who sang a lot, nothing more."

"It's a fairy song. As Padma and your grandmother lived. You could hear the fairy singing there," explained Laura walking to the rattan chair near where Marry was sitting.

"really? Alena, can you sing?" Marry looked enthusiastically at Alena.

"I'm a house fairy, not a comfort fairy. Don't expect more!" Alena flew towards the black table, away from the two women who were already staring at her.

"Oh, come. You can sing, I know that. Right, Bi?" Marry forced.

"I don't live in Stanome, so I don't sing" exclaimed Alena pursing her mouth.

“Good. What did you find, Dahlia?" Laura tried to divert the discussion about Stanome and the fairy chants.

“Oh-"

Mary looked at Laura. Laura also scrunched her eyebrows.

"What you-"

"Are my mom and dad students at Brockleheart sky? What place is that? What he's like in a normal school I read vampires, wolves, witches, Adamas, Gallarias and so on, I don't understand what he's writing." Marry said in one breath.

“It must be hard to understand. When you get to Brockleheart, you'll understand everything."

“Why should I go there?" Mary's question made Laura laugh.

“To demand knowledge and control it. You won't understand now. But, you'll soon understand when your father gets back to health and tell him everything."

"Why didn't you tell me that?"

Laura sat on the floor picking up some torn pieces of paper. Ignoring Mary's question. Slowly his fingers played on the expensive-looking fur carpet. Marry looked at her and found something interesting.

"Can I see your bracelet?" Laura turned her head when she heard Marry's request and immediately showed her hand. “You did magic in the forest with this thing?”

“Hah! That, not magic. But, a control, I'm a plant controller. Just like you."

Laura took a deep breath. The boy in front of him seemed to be talking too much. Laura smiled wryly, trying to calm herself from Marry's question.

I thought asking him to come to the library was a new matter, his inner self was sorry.

“Your grandmother was a firebender, she was one of the teachers at Brockleheart Sky. From birth he was destined to be Dahlia. But, he only realized it when he accidentally helped your mother who was trapped in the ground. While your mother was a delinquent in Brockleheart, we used to call the school 'BS'. Is that enough?" Laura explained at length. Without looking at Marry even a little and busy pacing back and forth to save the book.

"No!"

"Well, why do I have a Water tattoo? We have the same jewelry. In Brockleheart, anyone, whatever controller you are, and in any hostel. You'll have a Water tattoo, if you have Adamas' bracelet."

"I thought you were Gallarias" Alena laughed.

"Interesting." Marry's voice seemed impressed. "Is Susan's mother from there? My mother called it in this note," he continued.

“Susan? You asked about her? I think he's a bad influence on Padma."

“You're not even there, don't talk bad about my mom."

“Your mother? Susan's? You must have loved him so much, but did he love you? Of course, he wants your holy blood."

“Please, stop confusing me, why do adults always go around in circles. You just need to tell me the answer."

“The answer is in your eyes. Don't your eyes sometimes turn metallic blue?"

“How did you know?" Marry is confused. How the coach knows about personal things that only Mary can meet when looking in the mirror. Bizarrely. Marry was getting curious, about all these real fairy tales.

“Oh yes, Marry do you always ask a lot?" Marry shakes. "All right, I get it. You'd better be sent there right away, to avoid Black Shadow, and to answer all your genius questions." Laura returned to her seat and sat down in front of some of the books she had already found.

"Marry was wearing his shirt" she pointed to the shirt Marry had placed on the glass table near the large table.

“This rotten clothes?" the ringing seemed to refuse.

"Cchah! You're right, it must have had an unpleasant smell, it was in the chest about 17 or 20 years after your mother quit school" he laughed crisply.

“And, I have to wear it?

“Of course." Laura glanced at him, her laughter fading.

"Why is this blue-black?”

“Because your mother is from Lavendrake's dorm, it's the color of their identity."

“What are you in dorm?" Mary is not tired of asking. Letting go of the clothes and continued to attack Laura with a gaze hoping for her question to be answered immediately.

"I? In the Blackean dormitory."

“You're in bed with my dad?"

“Of course! We're brothers, what do you think?”

“Can you control your mind? I never saw dad do it,” Marry was silent for a moment, “aah, during in the forest I think he tried several times to focus. But, I'm bothering him for talking."

“Now you're bothering me too."

Marry put on a sullen face, her lips slowly pursed and Marry finished dressing.

Meanwhile, Laura was busy scooping out sheet by sheet of paper in the large books she was reading. The book was moss green, which was finally able to make him breathe a sigh of relief.

Marry called him to show how fit and fit the shirt on his body. Laura smile.

You should've worn it earlier, oh come on. You talk too much. Inner whining.

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