Phillip and Lillian

The night breeze blew softly through the small open window, spreading cold air to every room of a simple house located at the edge of the forest. The chill of wind stabbed into the flesh and bones, even though the flames in the furnace were very intense.Coughing sounds can be heard between the rustling of the leaves and the sounds of the night beings. Behind the thin, waving curtain, a man can be seen pressing a damp towel over his wife's head. The wife had fallen ill in the last few months, a disease that came on suddenly without any symptoms.Many doctors have called, from the closest to the far across the city. The little family wealth slowly ran out, but never got good results. The wife's disease never healed, it even seemed to get worse. Tonight, it's been three months of a strange disease residing in his wife's body, his heart is crushed to see this suffering.Once again he wrung out a towel that had been dipped in water, then put it on his wife's head. T

"Hey, Sluggish, hurry up!" Miranda called out to Lillian who was mopping the floor. "I just told you to get my sandals, what's so hard?"Lillian rushed to bring wool sandals to Miranda who was on her hips in the doorway. Phillip looks from the outside, he was busy doing his usual duty of chopping firewood."Here it is, Mommy."“How many times have I said, don't call me Mommy! I'll only be your mommy when my husband at home! ” She snapped with bulging eyes. "Besides, why do I have to be a mother of stupid and lazy things like you?"Lillian listened with her head down and couldn't do anything about it. They have been living together for five years as a family, but instead of getting affectionate, Miranda seems to hate her stepchildren every second. She saw the Grace siblings as stupid buffalo who should be slaughtered for minced meat.Phillip was fifteen years old now, but he still wasn't brave enough to fight Miranda. That two-faced woma

The sun sparkled through the windows, lightening the entire room with a golden glow. It's Saturday, which means the Grace siblings can enjoy the peace of the morning a bit longer because their father is not working. However, that morning the door to Phillip and Lillian's room opened abruptly, showing their father busily carrying a large bag. The man approached his children excitedly.“Philly! Hey, Champ, let's wake up!"Harold shook the boy's body until he woke up. Phillip sat on the end of the bed, rubbing his half-closed eyes. Now Harold turned to Lillian's bed and stroked his daughter's head.“My little princess, wake up, Honey. Daddy has a surprise for you."Seeing their father wearing a brown T-shirt wrapped in a vest, gaucho pants plus a pair of high boots made of cloth, and a head covering that is the hallmark of a hunter, their drowsiness immediately disappeared, and excitedly approached their father. Harold had the children in a row a

Five seconds passed, there was neither Lillian's scream nor the hiss of hot iron hitting her body. Phillip peeked, it turned out that the hot iron was dropped by something shining, the glowing creature also pushed the big Gnome until its grip was released from Lillian.Phillip opened his eyes to find the Gnomes running around screaming for help, sometimes screaming in pain. Each Gnome is being chased by hordes of glowing insects. Phillip thought the insect colony was fireflies that were taking revenge for being used as a light, but he immediately realized that fireflies don't bite.The Big Body gnome was hit the most, he ran frantically while occasionally fighting the insects, but the Gnome was no match for the insects. Only the Wide Hat was not attacked. He was still standing on the pulpit, full of horror watching his people run around. Phillip wondered what was going on until a large flap of wings could be heard in the sky.As soon as he looked up, his eyelids

Phillip and Lillian sat side by side at a super long table full of amazingly appetizing dishes. At the end of the table was Wiggy's largest bench. The elves were here as well, each bench had its owner so they sat together in order. Lillian raised a fork, examined a long roll of black noodles, then turned to look at her brother.Phillip also stabbed a fork at the orange meatball, then winced in confusion. What creature's flesh had this bright orange color and smelled fragrant? His stomach churned between pain, hunger, and nausea. Wiggy emerged from the kitchen door still with the Pixies, and eventually, all the Elves greeted him with cheers."Everyone, enjoy your food!""Are you sure this thing is called food?" asked Phillip, showing his orange meatballs.“Of course, our best chef Smelly makes it! Show yourself, Reliable Chef!"One stocky Elf with a chicken bone ornament on her hat raised a hand excitedly. Seeing Wiggy chewing greedily, made L