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Monday, September 25, 2006


Chapter II - New Experiences
I was kind of busy yesterday, so I just posted the last part of the first chapter.
I will be glad to make a fan art of Jelil. I'll be sure to make a very nice one for you.
I posted a new InuYasha related fan art today. I hope you all like it.

The time has come to learn what happened on Zibia after Jelil was taken away. Here comes the second chapter of my story:

Chapter II - New Experiences
/Section 1/ (Part 1)

      Adila saw Ilderins’ soldiers preparing to leave. That could mean only one thing. They have found him. As soon as she got the chance, she ran out. Ilderins’ aircrafts raised and flew south in group.
      - Adila! They didn’t kill him. They captured him and took him away. I saw it well. He’s still alive!
      Beyha had a house that was oriented towards the field where the Spring Festival was to be held. She was an old maid who lived alone in a small family house and who visited her sisters every day, took care of their children when needed, and carried over the latest news about happenings in Afan, a city that laid a little bit to the north, and where she used to go to visit her best friend, for the one moved there after she got married. She was a kind-hearted and caring person and people of Morning Village loved her.
      Adila still looked silently in the direction where the Ilderins' aircraft disappeared. She remembered Jelil's condition when she found him, some nine month ago. She couldn't help being worried. She forgot all about Spring festival, her birthday. The only thing left were the brutal soldiers that took Jelil away in unknown direction and with unknown attentions. Professor Ulfet led her slowly into the house.
      - Don't worry, Adila, I won't let it end this way. We cannot allow our guests to be taken in this manner against our will. This is Zibia, and Ilderins have no right to do as they like here. You just stay home calmly, and I will go and talk to the mayor. I will pull some of my own strings if needs be. Zibia won't sit silently and watch such act of an aggression on our land.
      Adila looked at her father gently. He was fond of Jelil. He mentioned several times how much he liked is brightness and modesty. He liked to go exploring with him. She knew that he, too, was hurt by the way the forcefully took Jelil away. She waited calmly at home for him to bring her news of his intervention. The house was silent. That wasn't unusual, but today it caused a feeling of loneliness in her. She felt tears coming, but she refused to cry.
      Tears will solve nothing. It is best that I wait and see what will be solved at mayor's.
      She had a feeling she never waited so long. She opened the window. A pleasant spring air filled the room, but it could not raise her spirit. She couldn't take it any longer; she went out of the house intending to visit the mayor herself and learn what was decided, but then she saw her father coming back down the street, in a higher spirit. She hurried to meet him full of expectation.

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