Peace parenthesis

Forest of the whispers, limit with limbo.

Ten years since the disappearance of Ashallyn and the fall of Dagda.

Fitting night, of those where the fireflies were seen floating around the trees, the magical atmosphere of pixies lights and other magical beings.

On another night of meeting of OGG, when everything was calm, only gold berry and the little Nyx of now ten years, because the half Blood metabolism was unknown; They could only see their evolution, sitting in the light of the candles that illuminated the steps of the porch, tinkled the golden berry protection beads, always insisted that the bad events and dark energies were moving away; Little Nyx still did not understand very well that she meant, but sometimes she could see shadows move between the corners.

She was explaining the stars that he saw, his names and legends; When they were silent, Nyx's eyes were full of many questions among the thousands of flashing stars of her.

- What's wrong, Mo Bhana-Phrionnsa bheag? *. Goldenberry asked, watching her's restlessness.

Nyx did not respond immediately, taking the skirt of the linen dress from her counting the beads embroiling the same, and putting in order her thoughts of her.

- Can you die of bad love? She asked, running over with a stern face of concern.

- How…? Why do you ask that?

-Well ... Nolune, she is always sad, when she thinks I do not see her or she does not realize her always sighs, and she looks at the sunrises with longing - For a moment seemed older of the age he had. -I think it's per bad love; I'm afraid that she wilted like flowers with the change of seasons.

OGG, without them realizing, approached the door of the curious porch of the sponsorship of that conversation.

- Oh my! Where do you get so much wisdom? Said he resting tension, giving a tap on the nose of this, making her laugh, "Nighean Bheag, my little girl ... of course, it can happen. But do you know why it would not happen to her?

- Why?

-Because she has you, you are united and she would never leave you alone, so she stops worrying about those things, she enjoys being a girl.

Ogg smiled secretly watching the beautiful beloved of him and the protection of him so intimate from him, hugging himself. Nyx had changed so much, her beautiful bicolor hair had grown almost up to her thighs, wild, wavy, and bright. Her eyes were torn with that infinite galaxy of colors that danced in the iris of her, face, and freckle of her.

Surely, she would end up bringing more than one from the head. He went out to the porch as soon as he felt her, approaching berry making a gesture, that he got up immediately.

-Nolune! -Nyx ran out with all gauze, linen, and skirts to the nocturnal breeze as soon as she saw Nolune appeared between the willows of the lake.

-Hello pretty, how have you behaved, mo bhana-phrionnsa bheag? His eyes of cloudy opaque and crystalline color looked at her with affection.

-Good.

Suddenly something big jumped to Nyx, making it fall, immediately listening to a purr - how are you, little human?

-Grim-Grim !!! - He hugged him, hugging him in a way that only left her, he did not tolerate him on anyone. The cat Cahith Sidhe was a prince, after all. How long!

-I've returned to stay.

* Escia in Gaelic.

* Leth Fuil: half blood.

*Luchair: water well.

*Amadan Bochd: Poor fool.

*Mo Bhana-Phrionnsa Bheag: My little princess.