The sun peeked out from the East, sending golden light reflecting off the gilded silver wall. The sound of parakeets shouting, stretching their feathers while parting the oval leaves above the tree to enjoy the morning air. The peace that morning was undermined by Louise's screams. The girl kicked Wiggy's bedroom without permission, then shook her head lightly when she saw that he was still wrapped in the blanket.
“Wiggy! Wake up lazy Falsies!" Louise frowned when the answer she received was a loud snore. Without further ado, the girl pulled the covers off the bed, showing Wiggy sleeping shirtless. "For Tiffany's high hat!" Louise spontaneously closed her eyes with both hands.
Hearing the commotion, Wiggy opened his eyes and shouted too while covering his body. "Have you never been taught the etiquette of knocking on doors!" scolded the young man
Wiggy continued to pull Lillian past the knights that were scurrying around, their goal being Louise's main tent. The place was already so swarming with knights that Wiggy had to break his way to get to the front row. Phillip was there, when he saw his sister he immediately came over and hugged her tightly.“Geez, Lillian, I've been looking for you everywhere! Don't ever leave without my knowledge like that again!""We have to go home, Phillip, we have to see how Dad is!" said Lillian ignoring her brother's scolding.It was Louise's turn to approach Wiggy with an angry face. "That was Edmund, right? Can you explain what just happened?"“I — I don't know anything about the marriage,” said Wiggy hastily."Idiot! You're obviously asking for help because of this, right?”"I do, but I didn't know Edmund was gettin
Lillian is such a meticulous person that they landed right in front of the door when they reached their destination, then without further ado, the girl opened it with a flick. Quiet. Tables and chairs shifted from their starting positions, stove ashes splattered on the floor, curtains torn, as if a windstorm ripped through the place. This warm house looked more like a haunted warehouse, there was no sound but a gust of wind.Lillian gave a short shriek when she heard an object falling from the kitchen, then ran to check. His enthusiasm faded knowing that the sound came from a mouse that had dropped a wooden spoon. She decided to check out other rooms, starting from the parents' room, her room with Phillip, the bathroom, even the basement.Wiggy stepped hesitantly through the door, when nothing happened he continued a quicker pace toward Phillip and Lil
Phillip immediately got used to seeing a woman in front of him. She looked very natural, not too old, not fragile and frail. Not even have a big head as he thought before. The angel looks so special in another way. She was a woman in her thirties, looking elegant with beautiful wavy hair of bright gold color. Her lashes are very curvy with blue-greenish irises, perhaps more of a turquoise.Something was sparkling on her lids, and it matched perfectly with her cherry red lips. She wore a wide, sparkling pink dress, a hat perched high on the top of her head. Her skin is reddish-white, flickering when exposed to sunlight. Really fit to be called an angel. Tiffany approached with rhythmic steps, smiling so broadly that it filled her face."Phillip, my son, I've been waiting for your arrival for a long time. Sit down,” she said in a very slow ascent.The woman led them to a soft pink sofa, even though
“Once upon a time, a rickety hut in the middle of a forest inhabited by an old woman. The villagers had purposely isolated the woman from the city because of her appearance. No one wanted to be friends with her, not even willing to just stare at the face full of wrinkles, blackened warts, and protruding cheekbones. For a long time living alone and in isolation, the old woman became lonely. One day, she spent time wandering through the forest.Along the way, the old woman collected various kinds of beautiful objects that caught the eye. A feather from a crow, angel mushroom, ebony tree bark, red mulberry fruit, and long fibrous roots of the banyan tree. She brought all the ingredients home in one container. As soon as she arrived at her little hut, the old woman set up a large iron cauldron on top of burning firewood."“The woman poured wate
“It was the same night as the other nights. I was exploring Tomer Forest with the Pixies. Not many voices were heard that night. However, there was one strange voice that entered my ear. It sounded like a baby crying. With that only sign, I followed the direction of the sound which led me to a simple house at the mouth of the forest. I had never been to the human frontier since becoming a Falsies, so I was quite surprised to see the house there. The window of one of the rooms opened, and I walked over to it immediately. An old woman and a young man carrying a boy can be seen surrounding the woman who is lying on the bed, with a tiny baby in her lap."“They all smiled happily, even though the woman lying on the bed looked tired. When it stopped crying, the baby slowly opened its eyes, revealing large, shiny green irises, as if two emeralds were trapped in there. It the most beautiful eye color I've ever seen, and it made my body feel a heart attack-like sensation.
Phillip paced back and forth behind the sofa, the thing he always did when his brain was too full of worry. Just thinking about how to go home was a pain, now added to the fact that Miranda — his stepmother, the evil witch, and Edmund's future wife — was his grandmother. Louise's head followed Phillip's steps, showing a concerned expression, while Tiffany had long risen from the sofa. The Angel was busy cutting thorns on the stalk of a reddish-white rose while dancing a little. "Phillip, sit down and get everything on your head, we can't be here any longer," said Louise, who was getting annoyed with the young man's behavior. Like a spell, Louise's words made Phillip sit up, but his face still looked like a bomb about to explode. The young man rubbed his forehead, making his hair messy. A moment later he looked at Tiffany, ready to say his trademark s
Wiggy and Lillian stared warily at the eight Ogre before them, waiting for which one would strike first. The three Ogres from the left side roared, swinging their massive weapons. Lillian spontaneously ran away screaming, while Wiggy flapped his wings, bringing his body taller than the Ogres. The young man floated in the air with both hands waving.As soon as the green creatures' attention was on him, Wiggy immediately patted his ass while putting on a goofy face. His sudden behavior made the Ogres furious, they snorted in turn, then ran while roaring. The Ogres waved their guns, trying to reach Wiggy, who was still hovering above their heads. Meanwhile, the ridiculous Falsies dodged like an eel, sticking out their tongues as yet another weapon managed to hit his body."Is that all you can do?" sneered the young man as he slapped the bald heads of the
The mushrooms glowed one by one as the sunset, several places that had dimmed back to light by the beautiful colorful light. One Elf stood upright in front of the tree tendrils gate, the creature several times repaired the bandage on its head which kept on falling. Suddenly his pointy ears trembled at a familiar voice. He looked up, then smiled broadly when he saw the scenery there."Mr. Wiggy is back!" He exclaimed. "Hey, everyone, Mr. Wiggy is back!"The exclamation immediately made other Elves flocked out to greet their leader, as well as the Pixies, even the flickering mushrooms indicated that they were happy too. The dwarfs huddled together cheering for joy around Wiggy and Lillian as they both landed their feet on the ground. They jostled to want to shake the young man. Wiggy had enough heart to ignore them all and preferred to gallop over to the