Chapter 11.
Cerys was in the kitchen, slowly stirring a saucepan of tomato soup. Every so often, she wiped her sleeve across her tear-stained cheek. Whilst stirring, she reached over and grabbed 2 bread rolls that were lying on the counter. She felt a rush of wind on the back of her neck and quickly turned around. Nia was sitting on the edge of the chair, swinging her legs. Cerys turned her back on her and continued stirring her soup. After around ten minutes, Nia spoke. "So, Elaina told you, huh?" Nia asked softly. Cerys ignored her and poured the soup into her bowl. She carried the soup, a spoon and the plate with the rolls over to the table and sat down. "I know that you are angry. I don't blame you. I know how you feel - " Cerys banged her spoon on the table and Nia stopped talking. Cerys looked straight at her. "You have no idea how I feel. I am angry because everybody seems to think I need to understand things. What am I supposed to be understanding? Why don't you all just tell me what you are hiding instead of using riddles? You know, I just want to eat in peace. If I need you, I'll call you." Cerys picked up her spoon and began to eat. There was a tense silence between them. Nia watched as Cerys screwed up her face in concentration. A small tub of butter and a knife appeared and Cerys started to butter her rolls. Nia smiled. "Hey, you're getting good at that." Cerys closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Thank-you, now would you please leave me alone. This is not a zoo; I don't need to be supervised whilst eating." Nia stopped smiling very quickly. She fluttered upwards and landed, with her hands on her hips, right in front of Cerys' bowl. "Look you, I've warned you about this before. I don't like being yelled at. I don't give a monkeys if you are angry at your mother, but do not take it out on me!" Nia disappeared. Cerys stopped eating and sighed into her soup.
*
After her dishes were cleaned, Cerys went to get the book. She sat cross- legged on the sofa, flipping through the pages. She wanted to find a Charm that could make everybody forget the feuds and fights. She wanted everything back to normal, but was too proud to make amends herself. While she was flipping through the pages, an inscription in the centre of a page caught her eye. She turned back and scanned the weird writing.
Dos zhaun dosst elamshin, nin flohlu ol.
This confused Cerys as she didn't understand a word of it. She put it to the back of her mind and continued looking. She came across a likely looking page and stopped to read.
Anghofio - To Forget.
To make somebody forget something, all you need to do is say:
Anghofio (persons name)
Whilst holding a thistle in the left hand.
Cerys raised her eyebrows. She shrugged and put the book down. She went into her back garden and plucked a twig of thistle. Holding it in her left hand, she stood in the centre of the garden and said aloud: "Anghofio Elaina." The thistle dissolved in her hand and that was it.
Cerys was in the kitchen, slowly stirring a saucepan of tomato soup. Every so often, she wiped her sleeve across her tear-stained cheek. Whilst stirring, she reached over and grabbed 2 bread rolls that were lying on the counter. She felt a rush of wind on the back of her neck and quickly turned around. Nia was sitting on the edge of the chair, swinging her legs. Cerys turned her back on her and continued stirring her soup. After around ten minutes, Nia spoke. "So, Elaina told you, huh?" Nia asked softly. Cerys ignored her and poured the soup into her bowl. She carried the soup, a spoon and the plate with the rolls over to the table and sat down. "I know that you are angry. I don't blame you. I know how you feel - " Cerys banged her spoon on the table and Nia stopped talking. Cerys looked straight at her. "You have no idea how I feel. I am angry because everybody seems to think I need to understand things. What am I supposed to be understanding? Why don't you all just tell me what you are hiding instead of using riddles? You know, I just want to eat in peace. If I need you, I'll call you." Cerys picked up her spoon and began to eat. There was a tense silence between them. Nia watched as Cerys screwed up her face in concentration. A small tub of butter and a knife appeared and Cerys started to butter her rolls. Nia smiled. "Hey, you're getting good at that." Cerys closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Thank-you, now would you please leave me alone. This is not a zoo; I don't need to be supervised whilst eating." Nia stopped smiling very quickly. She fluttered upwards and landed, with her hands on her hips, right in front of Cerys' bowl. "Look you, I've warned you about this before. I don't like being yelled at. I don't give a monkeys if you are angry at your mother, but do not take it out on me!" Nia disappeared. Cerys stopped eating and sighed into her soup.
*
After her dishes were cleaned, Cerys went to get the book. She sat cross- legged on the sofa, flipping through the pages. She wanted to find a Charm that could make everybody forget the feuds and fights. She wanted everything back to normal, but was too proud to make amends herself. While she was flipping through the pages, an inscription in the centre of a page caught her eye. She turned back and scanned the weird writing.
Dos zhaun dosst elamshin, nin flohlu ol.
This confused Cerys as she didn't understand a word of it. She put it to the back of her mind and continued looking. She came across a likely looking page and stopped to read.
Anghofio - To Forget.
To make somebody forget something, all you need to do is say:
Anghofio (persons name)
Whilst holding a thistle in the left hand.
Cerys raised her eyebrows. She shrugged and put the book down. She went into her back garden and plucked a twig of thistle. Holding it in her left hand, she stood in the centre of the garden and said aloud: "Anghofio Elaina." The thistle dissolved in her hand and that was it.