The Evil Sky

"Ok now, Wini and Arya, go help uncle Morris to the guest room."

Stella told her kids.

Arya picked up his luggage while Wini supported Morris to the stairs. They have a small guest room above, which was cleaned a week ago following Morris's arrival for the fest.

The small room is all neat and clean with well put bed and pillow covers. Fresh breeze was blowing through the small window beside the bed.

" Ay! These knees are troublesome these days. Will lay down for some time. "

said Morris in a tired voice.

" Uncle, please call us if you need anything. Don't take the stairs, simply ring us."

Arya said.

Wini removed his shoes and socks and lifted the comforter over the chest of the 50 year old. The siblings left there after. The room was filed with a warm, old fragrance of wooden furnitures and the flowers in the backyard. It didn't take long for Mr. Morris to doze off.

Stella was in the backyard, selecting the best flowers for the festival. Arya and Wini joined her.

" Calendulas, tulips and white roses! Oh God, save my heart "

Wini rejoiced.

Arya kept staring at the flowers with his hands in his trouser pockets.

" Who will say this girl is about to leave for The Prix city within two weeks. "

Stella smiled while curating her flower selection.

" Wini - The Boss! "

Chuckled Arya in a mellow voice.

" You don't even sound energetic for a chuckle"

Wini Laughed out loudly.

~After two days~

The family is getting ready for the Festival. The only big festival of their city.

Stella is wearing a lovely Bohemian dress and seems all ready to lighten up her stall with her presence. Wini is wearing a light pink gown with silver shoes and thinks she is all set for the show. Mr. Morris is all suited and is very proud of his new leather shoes from the city of Prix. The city of Prix is the largest industrial city near Volis, where he stays with his family. And, Arya… He is wearing a dark, navy blue, slim blazer. His hair is messy yet styled.

"All ready, Ay? " Morris asked.

"Seems like it! " Wini responded while checking out everyone in the room from top to toe.

"In the name of the flower goddess, let's hope for the best." Stella said and let out a sigh of hope.

"Uncle, are you feeling alright? " asked Arya.

"Ah of course my boy, I am absolutely okay" Morris didn't show a sign of tiredness.

The family now headed to the venue of the fest. Stella's stall was already placed there. They booked a cab for four of them and reached the spot approximately after 30 minutes.

As they were getting out of the cab,their eyes fell upon a Shimmering Board which read, " Welcome to The Volis Flower Fest ". Enchanting fragrance lingered all around the venue. Many Well dressed people were entering the fest via the gateway beneath the board. Young volunteers were sincerely managing the entrance.

" Mom, Is that girl her? Maya? " Wini asked Stella, pointing towards a volunteer.

Irritated Arya, interrupted,"Let's enter now!"

Stella nodded his head and gently pulled Wini's cheek. They were about to step forward towards the entrance and suddenly

"Look, Look! The sky" someone shouted.

"Oh No! The evil is here" Declared another person.

Everyone in the venue were now shocked. Their joyful faces turned scared. The sky grew horrendous red in color. The red coloured sky was soon accompanied by growling thunderstorms. People's faces turned pale.

"Don't worry! It's drama will not be able to touch us. It will remain above." Arya claimed boldly, his voice showcasing sheer confidence. People looked at him and murmuring began.

"Who's he?" murmured a few voices.

Stella, Wini and Morris knew what Arya was talking about and so they didn't care about the sky either, like Arya.

"Ok! You don't have to know who I am, but we all know the Flower goddess, don't we? And her powers? " Arya asked loudly.

*The Flower goddess- the goddess-Oh yes*

Murmuring increased and suddenly a gentle voice from the crowd emerged,

"Please do not worry. Have faith in the goddess and the purpose of this festival. The Divine is with us! " a reassuring voice said. Arya's face turned in the voice's direction. It was of a girl.

It was Maya, the chief volunteer of the festival.

"All hail, the divine! " an old man said loudly.

People now started to call out the flower goddess together.They're all relieved and reassured.

Stella's eyes were sparkling with pride for both her son and Maya. She pointed out to Wini,

"There she is, my soon to be daughter-in law".

Not only Wini, but Arya and Morris also heard her. Arya looked at her again.

Light blue eyes, long black hair, blushy cheeks and a slim body with moderate height. The young volunteer was escalating people's worries like a pro! She was making sure no one was in panic. Though she wasn't speaking much but was in action.

"Can certainly be called beautiful isn't it? " Wini exclaimed. Stella quickly checked Arya's face and noticed nothing pleasant. He didn't seem to be in awe or swept away by Maya's elegance. It rather seemed like he was having some questions. Morris tapped Arya's back and said, "Let's go son."

They now finally entered the central section of the venue. Beautiful flowers were all around.

"There" Stella pointed out excitedly on seeing her stall.

"You all go ahead, I'll go check out the washroom" Arya said. The three of them went to the stall with Arya seeking a volunteer to locate the washroom.

"Thank you" Arya said to a volunteer after successfully being able to spot the washroom. He took a glance of the sky. The color has changed to normal. Arya smiled and stepped forward towards washroom.

"Hufff!... Have been waiting for this since boarding the cab" Arya released a sigh of relief after using the toilet. He was now looking at himself in the mirror and murmured, "I am missing him". He clenched his fist and then calmed himself. He left the bathroom and headed to Stella's stall. On his way, he could see beautiful men, who were all well dressed and yet he kept affirming himself, "If he were here, none could beat his charm!" He recalled Jay and suddenly, he realised something. Someone was following him.