If you like quilts
or Waldorf dolls
this is a great place.
not mine, but I really like it!
If you like quilts
or Waldorf dolls
this is a great place.
not mine, but I really like it!
From time to time I go to my Amazon book page to see if anyone looked at it.
Usually, it is in the 1,670,465th place, which means that no one thought it worth reading.
Today I went to my book’s page on Amazon and Lo and Behold:
it was #719,795 in Kindle store.
I went straight to my Kindle account, and someone bought the book on the 4th of June.
First – thank you brave reader!
Second – maybe life is not so dissapointig after all 🙂
You can go and see for yourself, but if you’ll wait too long, it will go back…
After ignoring my blog for some time, I decided to delete all the posts I wrote (meaning, those that were taken from my book) because no one seems to read them anyway.
So, I went in and looked at the statistics, and someone read one of them yesterday…
I suppose that will grant them some more time before I decide to get rid of them again…
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and know what happened next 🙂
The end of the 19th chapter
“Dinner is ready in the dining room, your majesty.” said Mee, and turned to lead the way.
“I want the parrot to be with me at dinner.” said Rhoda. And Mee took the pole with the parrot at its end and stepped with it into the dining room. On the table in the dining room, there were a lot of steaming dishes, and in each of them, there was some kind of dish with an appetizing smell and delicious colors.
Rhoda sat at the table, and for a long time was mostly busy with the food, stopping eating only to give the parrot bits and pieces that she thought might interest it, and which he took from her with a condemnatory stare, but silently. When Rhoda leaned back at the end of the meal, with that comfortable feeling that one feels at the end of a specially good and filling meal, she turned to the parrot and told it “Hey, owl, I still need to give you a name.”
The parrot snorted and didn’t answer her. She tried again:
“Hey parrot, is there a name that you prefer to be called? Think carefully, because if you do not like it later, you will not be able to change it.”
The parrot still didn’t answer, but started pecking his feathers with a movement that made it look thoughtful, so Rhoda left it alone and drank the aromatic drink that Mee had brought her.
“Whhhaaa! Ahithophel.” Said the parrot after a few minutes.
“Are you sure? It is not such a flattering name.” Rhoda said, smiling. “Are you certain that you want me to think of the counsel of Ahithophel, which means a really not good advice, every time I call you?”
“Whhhaaa! Yes.” Answered the parrot. “This way you can only blame your own stupidity every time you listen to my advice.”
Rhoda laughed out loud. “There is no doubt, Ahithophel, that in any case I will blame my stupidity. But it is not certain that only my stupidity will be blamed! If the advice I will listen to will be especially bad, I might be tempted to put the blame on you too, so be careful with what you suggest to me.”
“Whhhaaa! I suggest that you will not go on talking to me tonight.” said the parrot, pecking between the toes of its leg after each word.
This time Rhoda laughed so much that she almost cried. “I accept the counsel of Ahithophel for tonight, and I think it will not cost you so dearly.” she said when she managed to catch her breath again.
She turned to Mee and said “Please put Mr. Ahithophel in his cage, and cover it with a black cloak, so that he will sleep well tonight.”
Mee did as she was asked, and not long after sending Ahithophel to sleep, Rhoda went to sleep as well.
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The begining of the 19th chapter.
When Rhoda entered through the palace doors, there was a pole made of a golden metal near the entrance, and at its head there was a rod parallel to the floor. On it she saw, with great pleasure, the big parrot she had asked for: green colored, with a little bit of a yolky yellow color at the tips of its feathers, and a red beak. She turned to it and said “Good evening mister owl.”
“Whhhaaa!” it answered her promptly “I am a pretty parrot and not a colorless owl! Don’t be more stupid than you are!”
“You may be a pretty parrot” she told him with a bit of resentment “but very far from being polite! If I was not stupid enough to ask for you, you wouldn’t even exist! So you better think well on what you intend to say, if you don’t want me to ask that you will disappear!”
“Whhhaaa! If you will do that, you will be stupid as well as not nice! and you will have no one to talk with!” the parrot answered her boldly, and Rhoda understood that the parrot, as opposed to Belshazzar and Mee, will not necessarily agree with her and will not do everything she will tell it. A feeling of great freedom came over her.
Rhoda felt that what she really missed was someone who will argue with her, but will not be in a threatening position towards her. She was tired of all this ‘as you wish’ and ‘your majesty’. She wanted someone or something that will not necessarily do as she wished.
“It might well be,” she answered the parrot “but in that case there will be no one around me who will tell me that I am like that! You have the greatest luck – because I am nicer than I am stupid and willing to suffer a parrot like you, who is more pretty than courteous!”
When Rhoda saw it intended to answer her she said “Now it is best that you will shut up, or I will order that you be put in a cage and turn off the light!”
For a moment it seemed as if the parrot intended to answer her, because it opened its beak, but all that it said was “Whhhaaa! Parrot wants a biscuit.”
And immediately Mee stood beside her, with a plate full of biscuits, and Rhoda took one from it and gave it to the parrot, who took it from her hand, turned to deal with it and did not say another word.
The second part of the 18th chapter
Rhoda tried to remember what length of time had she really been on the island, before the demons had taken her. She didn’t have any success at all. When she tried to remember, the dreams appeared like spots of light on a dark floor, that has very clear boundaries, and around them the floor looks even darker. Any attempt she made to go a little further beyond the edges of the lighted patches, ended with a feeling of diving into deep darkness, and with a deep sense of loss.
“I wonder” Rhoda said when she thought about her first dream “What was the purpose of the voyage on which I was kidnapped? And who was onboard, except the girls that were with me and the crew of the ship?”
After she had thought for a few more minutes, she said “It is clear that it happened after the night of the comet’s first appearance. But I don’t have an inkling of an idea if it is a long time after that night or just a short time after it.”
Mee listened and nodded, and then said “That means it might be that you weren’t with the pirates a full year and a half, your majesty, and that the ring might have been hidden for less than a year.”
“If so, it is interesting to know what happened between the night in which the comet showed and the day in which I was kidnapped.” Rhoda hoped that maybe if she would say it out loud, something of the things that happened to her would gleam in the dark, and was disappointed again. It was clear to her, that at least for the meanwhile, she will discover nothing new this way.
While they were speaking, Rhoda and Mee wandered through the garden in a random walk, now they approached the grape arbor which Rhoda saw on her first day in the palace. She went into it. The sun was already low above the horizon. Rhoda told Mee “I want to stay alone here for some time. Go to the palace to inform them that they need to prepare dinner, and find someone that will make my intelligent talking parrot for me. I will enter the palace later. Maybe only after the sun has set. I need to be alone now. To think.”
Mee only said “As you wish, your majesty.” And went towards the palace.
Rhoda watched Mee getting further away and waited. When it seemed to her that Mee got far enough away, and will not hear her, Rhoda sat on the bench that was surrounded by the arbor and started crying bitterly. She didn’t want to do it in front of Mee, but the acknowledgement that she can’t know anything about herself, and even the things she knew might be wrong, because they were only dreams, made her feel lost and miserable. And to add to that, since she discovered the meaning of the ring, she stopped feeling relaxed.
For long minutes Rhoda kept on crying, feeling deeply sorry for herself. Life seemed to her to be dark and hopeless and her state seemed as bleak as the darkest night.
After crying this way for some time, other thoughts started to rise in her head. She thought that if her dreams were real, as she thought they were, then her state now is much better than it was with the pirates. And to be the demons’ queen wasn’t such a bad thing, considering all. And she didn’t remember her parents’ house, and because of that, she didn’t miss it too much. Still, her eyes kept tearing a few more minutes before she was calm again.
After Rhoda had cried enough, she lifted her watery eyes. The setting sun painted a brilliant display of colors, and the crying cleared the bad feelings from her. She reminded herself the atmosphere that was in the dream, at which she has spoken with her mother about her future. If the astrologers would have predicted for her a bad future, her mother would not have seemed so relaxed while they were talking. Her own state now was reasonable, and her bad time with the pirates she remembered only in a fragmented way and through dreams. All in all it seemed to her that there were enough good things happening to her at the moment, so she could not complain too much. The only thing that she wanted to make sure of was – that no one will know that she cried. Rhoda went to a nearby stream, washed her face thoroughly, and turned towards the palace with emboldened steps.
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