AA5 NOD1 – The Windy Wood (Transcript)

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And now, notes of destiny, episode one, the windy wood

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One autumn excitement. Windy bog went for a jog and came around to bend. The smell of hickory hit her nose and made dreams of autumn blend. The leaves were red and orange and brown and yellow her favourite shades and the fair would festival would soon be here. The great songwriter she praised

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the leaves of Fairwood were like no other their size dwarfs normal breeds. Just like the source from which they came fair Woods great more trees. The leaves could reach three feet in length and their trees would often be much too high for even the Soaring Eagles to see.

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The trees were hollowed out for buildings from houses to city halls. In the rural areas, the canopy was trimmed around 20 feet tall. In the markets and the public grounds they trimmed it higher still. This quiet forest island home was for her quite a thrill.

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She sang and watch the magic from her voices use the swirling colours of the leaves happily reproduce, or the magic in the world she lived was the music and the sound mingling with the physical world creating effects to which they were bound. A battle song wouldn’t just rouse an army, it did inspire the earth to fight trees would strike out as living extensions of the songs pure might. This was used not just for battle, but for everyday life. The songs of the world of harm Adonia were full of heavenly light.

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But not everyone appreciated magic in this way. When the song was interrupted as was her simple play. Her older brother cruncher warble the garbled note believes turned grey in her flying song fluttered down to a float.

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Come on, it’s time to get to work you lazy little dreamer. The only song you should be singing should run the big clothes steamer

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windy side and apologised her chores. She knew she’d shirked but you know cruncher. She said with a smile. There’s more to life than work. And I have a feeling that very soon, our lives will change a lot. She turned back to their humble home and off to do chores she walked to trouble in Kelowna. His courts.

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The red and orange banners fluttered in the breeze. Kelowna was in full vestige for the birthday of Queen Reese. The summer era was slightly cool for that time of year, and the giant windows were open. In the ballroom of Gan mir. The people dressed in bright colours both men and women alike. All landowners had been invited to celebrate from dawn till night. But the brightest colours of them all closed, the Royal ones whose Raymond’s bore colours so splendid. Jealous would be the sun.

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King Cortana his wife, Queen Reese, and the Crown Prince Fortunato sat atop a 12 step deaths with smiles and bravado. Well, overset except for print sport, who paced and surveyed the event? He smiled at his mother’s wonderful celebration present.

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The Boomer harpists played their son

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And everyone danced with joy. Down below in the harbour ships were let in, as the foliage round did enjoy the magic of the songs heard from the open balconies. But little did they know that what came with leaves such terrible agonies. Moments later commotion was heard down below in the courtyard. The boom a harpist stopped their song as did the singing bards. The soldiers ran to balconies and saw ladders being set, as pirates began to climb up, each bearing a simple Cutlass. The people fled away from the windows and soldiers and commanders rushed forth. The king was there with his tower bass as was the young prince fort. He pulled out his boom harp and joined the Bards that rang their bells, and the other Boom harpus su played so loud, the song began to swell.

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Hi IV tangled pirates on the wall, the troops began to cheer. But soon there were too many pirates and the men began to fear. Soon they were inside, and the fighting commenced. But for forte it didn’t last very long as he was hit from behind and silenced.

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Three tails of the wing at idle.

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On the first day of fare Woods festival, most were shopping for goods. Some merchants only came once a year and everyone thought one should, but windy went on day one every year to see Daris the great Centaur Bard tell stories of the brave and free through trials grave and hard. He came a long way from a lawless home of all his kind. sentarse didn’t travel abroad very often, but he never did mind, for he was growing old in the years and his heart longed to see all the places told to him and stories of the brave and the free.

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His white beard mane and coat sat against his dark blue cloak and a white ruffled shirt underneath that, and a beautiful Firefly brooch. his hooves tap the ground and all who gathered a sat in attention to hear the stories of Daris the Centaur Bard and his travels both far and near.

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Thank you all for coming today. It’s a privilege to be here. Now if you’d be so very kind. Please lend me your ear. For I have tales to tell of a place of mystery north of here, the winged Island what their did I see? Well, as you know, the place seems deserted to the naked eye, a symbol desert table land on crags that reach the sky. The only thing that we can spot from the cliffs at sea are the spiralling spires of cashloans spear. The ruined castle that once was free. Yet no one knows the mysterious answer of this exotic place. How did they build these cliffs without a single trace of a footpath pulleys or ropes. Some people have their thoughts, but some suspect there were people who lived there. With wings to fly like hawks.

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Wendy’s heart began to soar. These were her favourite tales, who flew over the winds great gales. It did not matter to her. Which specific tale it was. The stories of the winged people sent Windies heart of buzz.

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After hearing the tale of battles and romance Daris told them of his journeys and broke them out of their trance.

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And at the beginning of this year, the winged aisle I passed, but what I saw was something amazing that in my mind with last

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he had the mall on the edge of their seats, while he paused for dramatic power.

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I saw smoke rising from cashloans Spears tallest tower.

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A collective gasp came from the crowd, but some followed up with laughs There is said farewell to the mall and some put money in his hat. Windy made to do so too. But something caught her eye for pirates were shoving a handsome slave boy and striking him making him cry.

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For tattletale.

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Windy couldn’t bear to watch slave traders can be so cruel, especially the pirate kind who treated people like tools. So she decided quickly to go tell papa bog

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She thought he might be back at home. So she ran. She didn’t jog.

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Papa bog adopted many kids are self and most of her siblings. She hoped he’d adopt the handsome one whose cries and her ears were ringing. But he generally didn’t adopt one at that late of an age. She had been a baby when her life had turned that page for home wasn’t that far away from the east end of the fair, believes crunched beneath her loudly as the wind blew through her hair. But as her family’s Tree House came over the hill into sight, Windies blood ran cold in her veins and panic gripped her tight.

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Pirates with the same tattoos that the earlier pirates had. Were pouring something around her home tree. That could be nothing but bad. Windy scream pierced the air and she bolted toward their sheds. Stop it oh tattletale stop Burrell’s yet dead

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five bogs versus pirates.

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The sheds the bogs owned were smaller moras hollowed out at the base. It probably wasn’t a great place to hide but windy just wanted to escape. The pirates charged after her and cursed her all the way. But soon hot steam poured out of the laundry shed and kept the pirates at bay. Windy knew the voices that she heard singing songs singing about deep steam cleaning. It was her older brothers cruncher and muncher saving her with their singing. The pirates were scalded by the steaming heat, and they quickly abandoned their route. Soon brothers Billy and Randy gave chase with pitchfork and shovel they pursued windy hunker down in the shed she’d got to, but there were no weapons around. Not at least until her sisters Cindy Lilly and Mandy all gathered around. Lily handed windy, a simple knife, and they each held one of their own. Oh thanks, songwriter, whereas Philly, she’s up in the crow’s nest alone, as if to punctuate sister Phillies presence. A shot from her cross harp struck one of the pirates in the backside. Windy knew that wasn’t luck. Wendy saw Papa bog approaching now with his Gora horn in hand. The pirates coward as he approached, go down, get off Maula and the pirates fled as quick as they could, and windy sisters kissed her hard, the family began to regroup, and none of them were scarred

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out upon the lawn they came emerging from hiding at a jog. They all congratulated one another than windy alone said to pop a bog there is a boy in town my age, he was captured by pirates like this. Most of us siblings you adopted from the slave trade. We simply must assist. We don’t go do anything. Papa bog growled. All given those see rats money. The solids? That’s another grow in mouth to feed. When did you think this is funny?

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Wendy looked down at her feet and sadly dropped her knife.

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Hey, Papa, she saved our home. She alerted us to the fight. Mama bog and Philly arrived from their houses crow’s nest. Mama bog. Put a hand on his shoulder. Dear, it’s for the best. We always have more room here. We can always feed more folks. We OH Not this time. Neva is not a joke. Still. You were the one who raised the alarm. And I’m awfully proud of you young one. What do you say we go down to the festival and you can pick anything your heart is set on. Windy smiled happily for the simple compromise. The bugs cheered her and shouted Windies praises to the skies.

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Six anything your heart is set on.

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The sun was setting in the west. When Papa and windy left. The Fairwood festival was not far and they were quick to be wary of theft. The festival could be rough. Once the sun had set in the air hummed silently with the lingering threat. Wendy wound her way through the thinning crowds. She made her way to the market square where the slave trade was allowed. She found the pirates simple stall and pointed at the young man she’d seen. Papa bog looked at him and the pirates and he didn’t look to a cane. Windy. What do you think you’re doing a toad you we can’t feed him. You said Whatever my heart is set on. Can’t you see his situation is grim.

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I feed him with my own portion if it comes to that, on their son back to perfect health, yet another bread.

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Wendy frowned and made to leave. But Papa’s hand met her shoulder.

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For now, you may take care of him, have seen you grow somehow. Boulder.

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Windy, you are one of my youngest ones, but your compassion knows no age. I will buy the boy for you. He will be your page. Papa then set negotiating for the young man’s release. The fact that they’d have tact as home made the talking brief. Papa bog bought him for next to nothing, and the three of them went home. And for the first time in Windies admittedly short life, she felt she wasn’t alone.

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Seven Song of Healing

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This poem is from the point of view of windy bog.

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I took him into the laundry shed where he’d live for now. He hadn’t said a word to us since we left town. No thank yous are smiles. Perhaps he was a mute. Perhaps he lived in dire straits. Eventually, we learned his roots. From now he needed comfort, a simple, happy life. I wouldn’t make him do chores for a while. He deserved time off from his fights.

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I really hope you like here. I said while bandaging his arm. We have a lot of hands to make light work. And it’s not like we run a farm. He nodded without any emotion. His mind was in some other place. You are not a slave anymore. I reached up and touched his face. We all do our share to run this place. But for now, you’ll heal up and rest. You were very fortunate I saw you. In fact, I’d say you’re blessed. I pause and a smile came across my face.

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I know just what I’ll do, until you supply me with a name of your own. That is what I shall call you. Blessed. I hope you enjoy your stay.

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I smiled and hugged him like a net. But winter still approached us both. And blessed was not healed yet.

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Bless worst injury had been a blow to his head. And there were many times it could have stolen him. Many times he should have been dead. seizures. Epilepsy gripped him every week. And in the two months, he stayed in my care. He never found the tongue to speak. Then one wretched winter day frostbitten with the cold. His seizures took him once again. And I prayed for he was worth more to me than gold.

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I had a sense that this would be the last time if he lived or if he died, and there was nothing I could do to tip the scale. So for a while, holding his wrist, I cried, to comfort him and myself. I sang my favourite song, the one the bard sang of the wing of people. For blessed, I had to be strong. From the height. Oh gosh, on sphere, we beg you will do not fear. This song you live is rent and now each line each note I have no doubt, though a great songwriter gave us this view, and we can’t see everything. But this much leads you

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to believe his song as he wrote to no change can change it. Not one little bit

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is thrashing slowly quieted. And then his body dropped. He took care. He took a deep breath and casually it all came to a stop leaving his peaceful breathing as music to my ears. I think songwriter quietly for quelling all my fears

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eight blessed has left.

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The more trees began to bud. Spring had come again. Windy went to check on blessed. Perhaps New Life would begin. But when she arrived, she found his bed empty, with no trace of where he’d gone. She did not want her family to panic so she searched for him by dawn.

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Frantically back and forth. She searched, looking for tracks on the ground, or broken leaves along the path or any hint of sound. He probably wouldn’t head towards town. So she headed for the docks.

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In what she saw when she arrived made her stare and GOC blessed stood over two bodies lying on the docks. It obviously fought them both on his own. That was quite a shock. They were pirates by their tattoos. What crew she didn’t know. Blessed jumped down into their boat and made to leave them though.

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Nine destination.

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Please don’t go. Windy yelled as blessed froze in his tracks. What is wrong? Where are you going? Please blessed just come back.

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Blessed looked around, obviously affected by what windy had to say. Caring for you has been my mission. Please don’t just run away. If you have to leave, please take me with you. I am stronger than you readily know. Even before I was adopted by the bugs, I took mighty blows windy and buttoned her dress and back and showed blessed to scars right around her shoulder blades as large as jelly jars. I was only a little baby when these were given to me. I am tough enough to sustain that. I’ll do anything you set in front of me. Windy read buttoned her dress and blessed looked down and frowned. Why are you leaving? Windy asked him.

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Then blessed finally spoke

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my crown. Windy cocked her head confused by bless choice of words.

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I am the Crown Prince for the natto galana is where my heart is buttered. Wendy’s eyes grew wide in amazement, and she made to bow before him. Don’t you there when the bog without you. My fate would be grim. Wendy’s eyes teared up as the prince approached and hugged her tight.

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If you come with me, you must be quick. We must leave tonight galana was attacked by pirates like these. But numbers that are like I’ve not seen. I fear the Dread Pirate know in this death throat is working on a scheme

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10 My own song.

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Windy ran as fast as she could back home to get supplies. In truth. She had no clue what to bring. She had never left fairways, greens, guys. By the time that she had reached her house, very few had woken up. She crept into their storage shed and began to look for cups.

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I always knew you were crazy. cruncher said making windy jump. He walked around and sat down on a stool made out of the stump.

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Running off with your handsome stranger leaving both mom and dad. Were your priorities windy. They gave you everything you had.

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Windy pause for a moment formulating a reply. This isn’t the place for me cruncher. It’s time for me to fly.

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You all care. But you do not seek great songwriters face. It’s time that I take my things and go seek My own place. And even if my trip is cut short, and it isn’t very long. I must go now cruncher. I must seek My own song.

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