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Authors: Jonathan Casif, Sneer Rosenfeld
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know that, Logan?" asked Krunch.
"The treetops in forest are usually tilted to the southwest, where the sun hangs most of the day," explained Achtisanor.
"And how do you know that?" the surprised Krunch asked Achtisanor.
"I had a good teacher, remember?" Achtisanor smiled to Logan.
"Then to the west we march," called De-Stik while the others packed their belongings. "Logan and Claude shall take the lead, while at the rear, myself and Krunch."
Moist soil and fresh leaves scent drifted in the air, tweets and whistles sounded above them.
"I think that this is a good opportunity to explain some things, Logan," said Krunch after a short silent march.
"Yes, after all a promise must be kept," said De-Stik, "How all three of us did you manage to locate?"
"Well," answered Logan and the three listened intently, "it was not so simple, and Catch and some other friends have helped me."
"Catch?" asked Krunch, "Your father's hawk?"
"Catch?" asked Achtisanor. "Is it still alive?"
"Old but still lives," answered Logan, "at least I hope so. I freed it before I left for Broncolina. It served my family for most of his years; it is time for it to rest.
"Three months ago, the Academy announced that Kiril is missing. I have decided to quit my studies and rescue him. When I've packed, I discovered the letters that my mother sent me before her death. Then I've found the letter that you, Achtisanor, sent her when you were young.
"I have sent Catch to find you. After all, it was the only animal that you've let yourself get close to. After a month he returned with this in his claws," Logan presented them with an azure ribbon marked with the knight's symbol.
"My knighthood ribbon!" called Achtisanor excitedly, "and I blamed Rood, my horse, for eating it."
"Then you owe it an apology," smiled Logan, "and I also owe you an apology." The tied the ribbon around Achtisanor's right arm.
"Apology accepted," Achtisanor smiled and straightened the ribbon on his arm.
"This is how I located Claude," continued Logan, "I mean, I knew Catch will eventually lead me to him."
"Well, this explanation is sound fast," said De-Stik, "but I still don't know how your letter to me was sent."
"Here my good friends came into play," said Logan. "I wrote a letter to Frecklie and Shampir Stoltz, both of them sell instruments in Nivron Junction. My brother introduced them to me. I asked them to notify me whenever the wandering minstrel De-Stik visits them."
"Stoltz?" asked De-Stik, "those damn bistons asked me without inclination, badgering me always about my destination."
"That's right," answered Logan.
"One part of the riddle is answered, but you must reply," asked De-Stik, "how did the letter fall right from the sky?"
"I think it is quite obvious," answered Krunch.
"Yes, I supposed it was the old hawk, but I wander far and wide," said De-Stik, "how did he recognize me in the crowd?"
"He didn't recognize you," laughed Logan and turned to him, "but he recognized this – yes!" She reached her hand to De-Stik's backpack and pulled out the big copper medallion, which on were engraved the letters LM.
"The stoltzs gave me this medallion as a gift between friends," wondered De-Stik. "It is a talisman, a sign of the Legendary Minstrels."
"Right, it could be the symbol of the 'Legendary Minstrels'," smiled Logan. "But it is actually my symbol: LM are the initials of my name," Logan laughed.
"Errr," muttered De-Stik and ripped the symbol from his pack, "I am so naïve, the order of the 'Legendary Minstrels' never lived." He looked again at the letters engraved on the medallion.
"You are not naïve," Krunch laughed a roaring laughter, "you are just a little… ah… just a little…"
De-Stik appraised Krunch from head to foot and waited for him to finish his sentence. Frown lines covered the gap between his eyebrows.
"A little… vain…?" said Krunch, after he couldn't find a kinder word. Logan and Achtisanor laughed heartily.
"Laugh you all on the wandering
"The treetops in forest are usually tilted to the southwest, where the sun hangs most of the day," explained Achtisanor.
"And how do you know that?" the surprised Krunch asked Achtisanor.
"I had a good teacher, remember?" Achtisanor smiled to Logan.
"Then to the west we march," called De-Stik while the others packed their belongings. "Logan and Claude shall take the lead, while at the rear, myself and Krunch."
Moist soil and fresh leaves scent drifted in the air, tweets and whistles sounded above them.
"I think that this is a good opportunity to explain some things, Logan," said Krunch after a short silent march.
"Yes, after all a promise must be kept," said De-Stik, "How all three of us did you manage to locate?"
"Well," answered Logan and the three listened intently, "it was not so simple, and Catch and some other friends have helped me."
"Catch?" asked Krunch, "Your father's hawk?"
"Catch?" asked Achtisanor. "Is it still alive?"
"Old but still lives," answered Logan, "at least I hope so. I freed it before I left for Broncolina. It served my family for most of his years; it is time for it to rest.
"Three months ago, the Academy announced that Kiril is missing. I have decided to quit my studies and rescue him. When I've packed, I discovered the letters that my mother sent me before her death. Then I've found the letter that you, Achtisanor, sent her when you were young.
"I have sent Catch to find you. After all, it was the only animal that you've let yourself get close to. After a month he returned with this in his claws," Logan presented them with an azure ribbon marked with the knight's symbol.
"My knighthood ribbon!" called Achtisanor excitedly, "and I blamed Rood, my horse, for eating it."
"Then you owe it an apology," smiled Logan, "and I also owe you an apology." The tied the ribbon around Achtisanor's right arm.
"Apology accepted," Achtisanor smiled and straightened the ribbon on his arm.
"This is how I located Claude," continued Logan, "I mean, I knew Catch will eventually lead me to him."
"Well, this explanation is sound fast," said De-Stik, "but I still don't know how your letter to me was sent."
"Here my good friends came into play," said Logan. "I wrote a letter to Frecklie and Shampir Stoltz, both of them sell instruments in Nivron Junction. My brother introduced them to me. I asked them to notify me whenever the wandering minstrel De-Stik visits them."
"Stoltz?" asked De-Stik, "those damn bistons asked me without inclination, badgering me always about my destination."
"That's right," answered Logan.
"One part of the riddle is answered, but you must reply," asked De-Stik, "how did the letter fall right from the sky?"
"I think it is quite obvious," answered Krunch.
"Yes, I supposed it was the old hawk, but I wander far and wide," said De-Stik, "how did he recognize me in the crowd?"
"He didn't recognize you," laughed Logan and turned to him, "but he recognized this – yes!" She reached her hand to De-Stik's backpack and pulled out the big copper medallion, which on were engraved the letters LM.
"The stoltzs gave me this medallion as a gift between friends," wondered De-Stik. "It is a talisman, a sign of the Legendary Minstrels."
"Right, it could be the symbol of the 'Legendary Minstrels'," smiled Logan. "But it is actually my symbol: LM are the initials of my name," Logan laughed.
"Errr," muttered De-Stik and ripped the symbol from his pack, "I am so naïve, the order of the 'Legendary Minstrels' never lived." He looked again at the letters engraved on the medallion.
"You are not naïve," Krunch laughed a roaring laughter, "you are just a little… ah… just a little…"
De-Stik appraised Krunch from head to foot and waited for him to finish his sentence. Frown lines covered the gap between his eyebrows.
"A little… vain…?" said Krunch, after he couldn't find a kinder word. Logan and Achtisanor laughed heartily.
"Laugh you all on the wandering
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