Pyr has started to talk.
You, and me were looked at us, and sweetly we settled one close another, while Pyr took the courage and he settled in the centre, surrounded by the other little animals.
He seemed he was looking for a dot to direct his blind glance.
I’ve encouraged him, doing so, Pyr has toward his sweet face toward us.
He was still a little hesitant but then with a hoarsely voice, he began.
“My name is Pyr. I was exploring that part of this world when a force bigger than anything else it paralyzed me by side that rock where you have found me. I wasn’t been able to ask help to anyone, neither to the old man and to the woman as much I was petrified, and they couldn’t see me.”
We looked us one in another, and we had immediately thought to the Nothing, and to the really cause that it has unleashed it, us.
You was about to speak.
The other furry animals were looking at us.
But Pyr had understood, already, what was about to happen.
“You have unleashing it, but then you have defeated it, that is important. Each thing has two faces. You have rescued me and I’m thankful.”
The words of Pyr had left us a lightness in the hear that we couldn’t, not even imagine.
We had unleashing the most bad thing, that it could destroy this magic world, and he, also, thanked us. We held back the breathe.
Shyly we had smiled at Pyr, and despite his blindness, he smiled at us back. Pyr couldn’t see through the eyes, but he could see trough feelings, and emotions, and each thing he arounding him: he was special, as every our furry animals.
We had invited him to enter in our apartment for rest, but he declined.
At end he had found a peaceful place for rest close the tree in front of our apartment, close the Fenkuz’s bush.”