After the door was open, against their beliefs but the eye's to testify, a green space, glooming of nature over there, 2 lakes being sourced with clean fresh water from a waterfall above them, Twin Lakes the name of the last Garden of Trashia,

It was truly a remarkable moment since their arrival, a scent of humanity could be found there perhaps, you could feel the change instantly, like summer to winter.

Unkillable boredom wasn't there, these Gogols there were working, plowing, and taking care of their community in peace and silence,

Creation is silent for Destruction bears noise.

Thursday- Do you like her?

Her face was emotionless, so pale now that reality was kicking in, there was no escape without the Pergamen from here, even attaining it doesn't give you a ticket home, you need 34 more, her eyes lost a little of light that day, was it the cold killing of Bile, the manly fight of Daring, the night was approaching like a thief to a store, unreachable gods to talk could answer,

Asars- What does it matter, for as long you are alive there is no one else, it's a harsh reality for you right? I am the worst you could ever ask, but I am the one you asked for, while I pray for your well-being which I cannot fully provide,

Thursday- You don't know what to say, but have a way of saying,

Daring was walking behind, a quiet moment since they came here, a time to talk and cherish what you have, he thought innocently in the last Garden of Trashia,

The noise of water from the waterfall falling to the Twin Laked was a calling for wellness and relaxation, yet they were following the Silky Queen to her palace, a palace made from straw and wood, like a spa this garden was created, if all knew about it, they would ruin it in an hour a Gogol whispered to Daring,

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It was like a movie Daring had seen of a majestic creature in Prismaruir 44 being worshipped by its followers in a religious cult way, but here she was the leader, nothing else as it seemed,

After sitting on her straw throne she wore a silk dress and a small paper crown to match the outfit,

Silky Queen- Welcome to my humble home and surroundings, you are expected to respect our customs in the coming days, or it will be taken as an offense of our hospitality,

It was like a switch with the Gogol's, every time she said something hostile they started growing till she said something soft and nice so they could go back to regular form,

Thursday got in front of them and went face to face with her, A queen versus A woman from Cristala,

Thursday- What do you want from us, stop sugar-coating it! Speak your truth,

Staring the queen in the eyes is a sign of disrespect among the Gogols which after seeing their queen move a little her lips to a smile set down,

No more trembling, the usual Thursday was back, ferocious and stock in her decision and posture, a power couple she and Asars had a wise man once told,

Silky Queen- I have people to protect, prosperity to provide, and a future to secure, while you all are young and healthy, and so horny, I am sorry, so thirsty for danger, it excites you. Being at the peak of your body, the peak of your life, conquering mere planets, discovering mysteries untold, you are of those adventures aren't you now?

Her voice without a single crack, not a moment she took a quick breath, but Thursday stood there, didn't move, didn't flinch, didn't smile, didn't do anything, only stared this Silky whatever she is of a queen,

Thursday- What do you need us for and why would we bow?

She got closer to her and kneeled a little to stay level with her, 7 cm diameter from their faces, the lack of trust was still there, she became so tall yet no one recognized she became normal size when she sat on her throne,

Silky Queen- Do you need a kiss, young miss?

Daring got close to Asars, shoulder to shoulder, and whispered like a quiet chirping bird,

Daring- Some if off here, can't call it, but ain't normal,

Asars just heard and waited patiently on their conversation,

Thursday- We need to go somewhere, and we have taken enough detours for a single day, our time is more precious than your silky skin ma'am,

Silky Queen- I do like me dancer, accompany me tonight young miss and I shall answer, defy, and pay.

The same instantly growing on hostile words and tones, but how Asars thought to himself, how can even the farthest Gogol grow that quick, is quiet closed conversation,