"Hello Lirario. How are you?" she sat down and gestured for my father to sit down. She gave me a glance. "Hello Zilynn." I just looked at her. What in the world was going on?
"In all of Armidian I never thought you could insult my family even more than you all ready have Herimia. You KNOW I didn't want her learning magic!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Lirario." she smiled at me.
"What in Armidian is going on here!" I demanded. "I'm sick of all these questions! Will someone just giving some answers!" I crossed my arms and stood up straight. I was not leaving here without some answers.
My father turned towards me and smiled. "Zilynnn I have some concerns with Herimia. Please my sweet daughter, head back to the cabin and I'll give you answers then." He quickly broke eye contact with me and turned towards Danien. "Please escort her to my cabin Danien." Father spat his name. Lirario may have hated him, but he really didn't want me in there.
Danien quickly walked over to me, Chico in hand, and grabbed me with his other hand. As soon as we walked out and the door was closed, I pulled away from him and glared.
"Do YOU know what's going on?" He just stared at me. Contemplating whether or not he should tell me.
"Not really. My mom wouldn't tell me much. Just that you know magic." He shrugged, "You'll get answers later though. C'mon. Chico hasn't had anything to eat yet." I looked down at Chico and couldn't help but smile. I grabbed his hand and we all walked back to my cabin.
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I sat on my bed. Waiting for father to return. My mind was racing with questions. Hoping Lirario could answer them. I looked to my desk. And there sat my flute.
My thoughts suddenly raced back to when mom was here. She was a musician. She played the flute everynight for the ship. It was so beautiful.
Natando wasn't a very old ship then. She's really grown over the past few years. That was always mothers wish. To make Natando a great place fore people to live at sea. That's why she played for all these people. To give them motivation. She always told me, "Motivation is the first step to success. A lack of motivation can be damaging to the work you have all ready completed. Never loose your motivation my beautiful water lily."
The first time she said this, I wanted to become a great musician, just like her. I practiced everyday the songs she played for Natando. I was never very good, but my motivation never died.
My father absolutely loved listening to me play. But when my mother played, his eyes filled with love. He was so proud of us, especially my mother who was awful on the flute when they met , and told me this morning everyday to encourage me everyday to keep on being great.
Everything was perfect. But then........... The storm............. And mom......... Nothing was right after that.....
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