lundi 16 juin 2014

Petite histoire de Buchidindron partie 1

The little mouse and Buchidindron

I would like to introduce my friend. I call it " the little mouse " .
Since we met , we became good friends sacred . This is my neighbor, she lives at the foot of a tree, not far from my house. Every day , we will walk in the garden . This is where we met . Who? If you want to know, listen to my story ...
It was summer . One of those days where the sun is so beautiful that all the flowers get up early in the morning to be good to him. They know that , seduced by their beauty, he 's rays caress until nightfall . That day , we decided to walk down the garden. At the far end , away, where there is even see our house.

Flower plot Buchidindron and little mouse

A flower seemed to have hatched overnight. A flower as we had never seen before. Perfectly black . Almost.
Blue instead . On a blue so dark it looked like night. Majestic with its wide corolla surrounding a crown of stamens , each end was as bright as a star on dark petals.
Another animal had noticed , too. A Buchidindron . With immense wings , color as blue and as dark as that of the flower . As soon as he saw her , he rushed toward her, attracted like a magnet . He delighted to present its nectar, happily flapping .
That's when everything went off .

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Buchidindron is attacked by the flower!

In a second, the petals of the flower rose again , trapping the Buchidindron . And an evil laugh sounds. It came from the top of a tree. A frightful old , perched on a broom, there snickering wickedly .
" - This time , I want you My trap worked ! " she cried . And she went flying on her broom to the foot of the flower.
The little mouse looked at me :
"- This is the witch Hide thyself ! " she whispered . And she disappeared into the tall grass . I hid in a bush.
The old woman pulled out a jar of dirty bag and placed the head of the flower where was imprisoned Buchidindron .
" - You have not been able to resist my bait This flower will be your prison Nights children are now mine. . " she chuckled with a frightful grin . And cut off the stem and shut the bag.


To be continued ...

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