The Whispering Verses Chapter 1473: The story of night and blessing

Chapter 1473 The Story of Night and Blessing

Shad finally found the key point with these words. The unknowable, unheard, and invisible **** behind the dark curtain high above finally spoke.

Of course, although Shade uses the word "speaking" to describe it, the sound actually comes from all directions:

"Not enough."

If it weren't for the wrong tone, he might even have doubted whether the **** he saw at this time was his "old acquaintance" from the Sixth Era.

Of course, Shade did not express his rather blasphemous thoughts.

Since the God of Night did not refuse directly, it means that the matter can continue to be discussed. He gently squeezed Fiona's hand behind him to indicate to her that this was good news. At the same time, he also felt that Fiona was too strong on his own, and he had to use strength to fight against it so as not to be pushed forward directly:

"I wonder what mortals still need, what can I offer you?"

"Decor my palace."

God gave the answer.

Xia De obviously felt that the girl behind him became more nervous. After all, they had not thought of this possibility from the beginning. But for Shade, who has "seen" the answer since the future, he is quite clear about what this means:

"I wonder if we would be honored to decorate your palace with that midnight story?"

Xia De asked, and got the answer after a moment:

"Yes."

Shad showed a smile on his face, turned around and grabbed Fiona's shoulders:

"No problem, I knew it would work. Next, I need your help."

"What can I do?"

The red dragon girl asked nervously in a low voice. Her face was illuminated by the cat-shaped golden light on Shade's chest, and there was a bewildered expression on her beautiful cheeks.

"When you woke up from your deep sleep, you gained new abilities because of my ritual. Don't you remember? In addition to the power of time, you also have the ability to paint in the night."

Xia De said, looking at her beautiful big red-gold eyes:

"I have come to present a story to the great one. And you will depict the story as a picture and engrave it on the palace of God. Fiona, is that okay?"

"No problem!"

The young witch said that although she was still worried, she believed in Shade:

"I have studied painting, and I have painted portraits of Miss Feliana and Teacher Olanold before. Excuse me, what is this story about?"

"There are no thrilling adventures, nor touching partings of life and death. This is a story about a princess and a prince, their encounter and pursuit, this is a story about midnight and blessings."

Fiona nodded heavily:

"I understand, then do I want to draw this story directly in front of my eyes?"

She and Shade spoke in whispers, as if they were afraid of disturbing the gods above. But just as Fiona finished speaking, there was a noise from the walls of the silent Night Palace.

After a while, six huge gray stone slabs flew from behind the two people, and then semi-surrounded them at equal intervals.

The ancient slate filled with miraculous elements originally had carvings left by an ancient sculptor from an unknown era, but as the slate fell to the ground, the surface of the slate became smooth again.

This slate is not an ordinary stone. No paintbrush or paint can leave traces directly on it. Only Fiona's ability to paint directly in the night can add new pictures to the gods' palaces in the mortal world.

After everything was ready, Shade was ready to tell the story from his hometown. At this moment, Fiona, who was standing in front of the huge stone slab, somehow thought of the past around the bonfire in the dead valley.

Although when Shade was telling the story, she slept in the ice coffin the whole time, and did not wake up with a kiss until the end of the story. But later she also heard Miss Olanode and Miss Samuel from Zarath Academy mention what happened there countless times.

"But this time, I am the only witness."

The red dragon girl whispered to herself in her heart.

Facing the gods, Shade tried his best to imagine himself as a bard bringing stories to the monarch, and he said:

"This story takes place in a long unknown corner of time, in a distant country that no one knows about. The girl seems to have been blessed by the gods, with a beautiful face and a kind heart, but she also has The vicious stepmother and two evil-hearted sisters arranged for her to do the toughest work, and she was surrounded by dust and soot all day long, so she was called 'Cinderella', ours. The story also starts from this moment."

Shad’s deep voice narrated the beginning of the story. Fiona, with her back to the high platform, was waving her fingers beside Shade.

Pigments that shimmered like starlight were left on the first stone slab on her fingers.

Shad paused deliberately, waiting for Fiona to complete the first picture, and the colorful paint painted a bright house, wearing a turban, an apron, and a maid with dust on her face. The girl was sweeping with a broom on the left side of the fireplace; while three other women in gorgeous dresses and high heels were talking about something on the right side of the fireplace.

The pictures Fiona drew are in line with the living background of the current era of the Fifth Epoch in which she lives. However, the girl as the protagonist has a dragon tail hidden in her skirt, which is a little different from what Shade thought.

"If Cinderella is really half-dragon, why does she need a prince?"

Xia De thought in his mind and continued the story:

"The prince of the kingdom has come of age. He is going to hold a ball and invite beautiful girls from all over the country to choose his wife."

Shad turned his back to Fiona behind him, and faced the gods behind the curtain on the high platform. God's gaze was always on him, and he was worried about what would happen to the cat on his chest, but at least from the looks of it now, the cat was sleeping soundly.

"Cinderella's stepmother and sisters also received the invitation, and they happily prepared for the ball at night. Cinderella wanted to attend the ball, but was assigned a heavy workload and could only stay at home alone and grieve. As the night begins, the castles on the hillside are brightly lit, and beautiful girls across the country are preparing to show off their elegance and beauty. Cinderella is cleaning her home alone, looking at the night and missing her deceased mother."

Fiona quickly painted behind Shade.

This time the picture is divided into left and right parts, and they are contrasted and distinguished through color.

The background on the right is a deep night, and there is not even a moon, but the castle located high up completely illuminates the picture on the right. Even the figures and carriages walking towards the castle also have extremely bright colors. Brilliance; The back view of the left side of the picture shows a slightly bright interior, but with Cinderella in drab clothes as the center, gray and white occupies the core position of the left side of the picture, making the bright picture look extremely dark.

The **** of the night said nothing, while the witch behind him was painting seriously. Shade narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled all the details of the story. This was actually not difficult. After all, he would talk about this topic with Dorothy and Lesia almost every Saturday in the past 1854.

"She grieved alone, grieved her fate, grieved her life. That night, the moonlight was just right, and the light of the silver moon illuminated Cinderella's face from the small kitchen window. She heard the nightingale singing. She chirped gracefully and heard the night wind blowing on the treetops. So she went outside to relax. She sobbed and praised the night, and then she faced the silver moon and prayed to the night. The night answered the sad girl. In the thick night, the old woman with a magic wand is waiting for Cinderella's arrival."

Fiona has never heard of this story, so she hesitates whether to include this scene. Just seeing that Xia De didn't pause, he knew that the story was still going on.

She was also very curious about the continuation of the story and was happy to be able to listen to the story in peace.

"'Why are you crying' - said the old woman."

Xia De pinched his throat to speak in a different tone.

"'I also want to go to the prince's ball' - Cinderella looked up at the castle on the hillside."

"'Don't cry, don't be sad, I will help you' - the old woman said."

Shade described the content of the story, but in order to highlight the theme related to night, he added another sentence:

"'Why do you want to help me, why do you want to help this poor girl like me?'"

"'Because you praised the moonlight tonight, I promise to help you, my girl. This is the promise given to you by the night. Look, what is this?' - the old woman said, looking for A pumpkin, a big mouse and four little mice. As she shook the wand in her hand, in Cinderella's surprised look, the pumpkin turned into a carriage, the big mouse turned into a chubby coachman, and the little mouse turned into a chubby coachman. Four bright red horses."

Fiona behind Shade seemed to be surprised in a low voice, while Shade continued:

"'Oh, one more thing.' The old woman said again, and she pointed her wand at Cinderella, so the rags turned into a dark blue evening dress as deep as the night, patched out of place. The shoes on her feet turned into crystal slippers that shone like stars."

Shad paused and signaled Fiona to start painting:

"'But you have to remember one thing' - the old woman said - 'The gift the night gives you can only last until midnight, so you must leave the ball in the castle before midnight '."

Fiona quickly drew the third painting. This painting was not divided into two parts, but was based on the small castle on the hillside in the upper right corner. In the courtyard of the small house, there were pumpkin carriage, fat coachman and The mice and horses were beside the ragged Cinderella, and the old woman holding the wand was smiling kindly.

The pictures frozen in the night are obviously still, but they seem to be moving in the next moment. This is the original book of the original "Cinderella" story, but it's a pity that Shade still can't get it this time.

"Will this be a happy story?"

When Fiona finished the painting, she asked Shade softly.