☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Giyyon was talking to Mika Sweetfang, whom he already knew.
— Calm down. Can you explain exactly what happened?

Giyyon took a deep breath, calming the tremor in his body, and tried to collect his thoughts.

— I... I'm sorry. Whew... My friend and I were walking in the palace area when we saw a man trying to break into the palace. He was shouting something about the true goddess and waving a painting of some girl. His name was Apeiron Logos, I think. We got closer, and we were curious to see how it would end. It ended with that weirdo being subdued and taken away somewhere, but he dropped his painting. We figured that this thing shouldn't be lying in the middle of the road, so we decided to consult with the museum – after all, there are definitely knowledgeable people here who understand art and magical artifacts. My friend suspected that something was wrong with the painting, and she wrapped it in my cloak, but apparently, that wasn't enough to neutralize its effect. When we got here, she refused to go inside, saying that you would definitely take this beauty away from her, and she didn't want to part with it, and since she was lucky enough to get such a work of art, she wouldn't share it with anyone and would admire it herself. I... I yelled at her that she was crazy. I was scared for her, because if this thing could so easily control her mind, what would happen next? We argued, she went home, and I decided to talk to you. Now I'm thinking... Maybe it's a good thing we didn't bring the painting here. Who knows what could have happened.

Beata hears a song in her head

Oh, if only I could listen to it without getting caught at work.

Beata caught herself humming along to an unfamiliar but pleasant tune.
"What's happening to me?" she thought. "Maybe Giyyon is right. He's a bit of a whiner and a paranoid, but he's not a complete idiot. But how can I suspect such a pretty painting of anything bad?"
With these thoughts, she goes to sleep.



HALLELUJAH, IT HASN'T EVEN BEEN A YEAR