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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1594976
The far future. The sun has grown dim. The world is dying. Is there hope?
This choice: Heard Song, and it means something (positive)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

The magic birdsong

    by: K T Ong Author IconMail Icon
The vendor was a balding, middle-aged man named Chand who wore a white T-shirt with stains all over it. His stall was a medium-sized tent among a few dozen others all situated in the shade of a gargantuan banyan tree in the middle of the town square. Several very large wickerwork baskets were in his tent, with different types of fruit placed in them, though all of the baskets were only half-full. The harvests were just not very good these days...

As Aruna came inside the tent still whistling, Chand walked up to her. "Good to see you again, Aruna. The usual thing, I presume?"

"Yes, please," said Aruna with a smile as she handed Chand a piece of silver before resuming her whistling. "Just a minute," said Chand as he walked to one of the baskets.

The birdsong was so beautiful that Aruna could not stop whistling it. As she whistled on, she noticed that there was another person in the tent, a very handsome but rather thin young man, not very tall, with fine, chiselled features and high cheekbones. He was selecting fruit for buying, and to her he looked like he could be a scholar. Perhaps a student from the Mage Academy?

Then she noticed a sudden change in the young man's expression. He was staring into the basket from which he had been making his selection. Staring as if he had seen something he could not believe. Aruna was wondering what to make of this when she turned to Chand only to see him likewise staring into another basket.

"Is something the matter, Chand?" asked Aruna.

"Your... Your whistling!" exclaimed Chand. "It's causing the fruit to... to multiply! Look! The baskets are now all full!"

Aruna looked at the baskets. They were indeed all filled to the brim with fruit wherebefore they were half empty. She realized that the birdsong, and hence the bird from which the song came, must be something extremely magical.

You have the following choices:

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1. Aruna decides to go back to search for the bird.

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2. Aruna tells Chand about the birdsong she had heard.

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3. Your take. :)

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