Imagina Shorts (Year 4)

Imagina Shorts #303

Imagina Shorts #303

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There is this giant golem that is sitting by the shore. You know this thing, right?

Policemen have gathered around the place. People have gathered too, but outside of the caution tape. Engineers of mechanical and robotics are invited to inspect this giant, but the party seems unhappy. Not knowing what it is, the town just decided to let it sit there, hope not to move an inch and cause annihilation after second.

Another thing to worship? Hell yeah! Another thing to worship for it to not kill another children. A children that is — including people that are children before and will be children in the future. That is everybody. The golden butterfly did not save them today, but it could mean that the golem isn't a threat at all, so why worry? If you're not enjoying the moral logic talk, what understood so far in this golem is that it is a giant humm crystal with legs made of scrap metal. Humm crystals are capable of translating sound into magical signals. It is also believed that humm crystals can communicate to each other. It looks like a giant hummling to be honest. A giant hummling that is a size of a six-story building. There isn't a six-story building yet in Villa Concea. There's this four-story building which is the school here that is only the highest building here. Everything else in the town are mostly three-story.

Now; what happened to the moles...

Mole 1: Squeak!
Mole 2: Squeak-squeak?
Mole 1: Squeak. Squeak-squeak.

Mole 1 molded a statue out of clay. A girl out of clay.

Mole 2: Sssqueak squeak squeak.
Mole 1: -_-

Yeah. You can sell them too like the sculptress in the town. That'll be a business.

Mole 1: Squeak squeak!
Mole 2: Squeak.
Mole 1: Squeak squeak squeak! Squeak.
Mole 2: Squeak, squeak.

Sure, sure.

Ice Dragon: Uhhh... Is it done?
Güllock: Of course not! It doesn't have any magical powers yet.
Ice Dragon: Is that how it works?
Güllock: A sword forged from a body of God that does similar to a regular sword? That is an insult.
Ice Dragon: Well, I already have magical powers.

Güllock ignored that statement. Instead, he gave the ice dragon a map and an instruction.

Güllock: Go there. Take a tooth. DO NOT AWAKEN the beast. Then go back here.
Ice Dragon: *inspects the map* Wait a minute. I know this place.
Güllock: That's good. Go there now then.

Hydius looked at the map one last time before leaving; on his head is this simple task he need to do;

Ice Dragon: (Grab a tooth. That's easy!)

That's pretty much it.

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Lucilà: Mhhh-h-hmmm~ Mmm-hmm... mmm... ha-humm... huff!! >~<

That's the same melody she was humming since she was stuck here.

Lucilà: *looks down* (This is more isolated.)

So high up. You can barely recognize the kingdom of your father. It is like a bunch of brown and grey and some fields of wheat and hay... Birds visit sometimes and often. Papa also visits like every week or so. But now that you're way up here, that leaves you nothing... except for this vine.

Overgrown Vine: *gave Lucilà a flower*
Lucilà: *picks up the flower*

The vine that holds this long tower do wiggle like a stealthy snake.

Lucilà: *eats the flower*

That is the only food source Lucilà has.

Lucilà: Gaaah! (Papa! What if you're not alive anymore? What's with the people I need to be careful about? You'll come back and visit me again, right?) ... (You'll try, right?) ...

Nothing much at Lucilà's thoughts but loneliness and uncertainty.

Lucilà: ... (What if I'm the one who'd try?) !!! *gets up*

Lucilà took off her princess slippers as an assumption of better grip.

Lucilà: *looks down* >~<

The wind doesn't look happy today.

Lucilà: *helds down to a vine*

As careful as she is, she managed to trust her spirit onto these helpful vines. Now out of the balcony, she is descending with progress. Hard grip on the vines, feet touching what is steppable, and the wind that is fidgeting her clothes. All is well but the vine is unexpectedly slippery.

Lucilà: *slips* !!! WAH-

She is still gripping onto something.

Lucilà: *gulp* •~•;;

And then the helpful vine lifted Lucilà up. The vine also held onto Lucilà's hand for more safety.

Overgrown Vine: *drops Lucilà back to the top*
Lucilà: Huff! >~<;; Haah! Hah...

The overgrown vine was still up in the balcony like it is watching Lucilà.

Lucilà: o-o (Geez!) I thought I'm dead! >~<;;
Overgrown Vine: ...
Lucilà: Huff...
Overgrown Vine: ...
Lucilà: ...?
Overgrown Vine: ...
Lucilà: Who are you?
Overgrown Vine: *ungrows*
Lucilà: Wait!

The vine went down the balcony where its original tip belongs to.

Lucilà: ... D... Do you understand me?