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Brock and the gang are back for a fifteenth season!
Week 374: The Fairies' Garden
(real tale: Fairies and Thistles)
The Fireside's auditorium rings with applause as Brock arrives onstage to kick off the show's fifteenth season. Some had speculated that on a momentous occasion, Brock would possibly mix in some fan favorites as well as the new tales.
Brock, meanwhile, waited for the applause to quiet before beginning his tale for the week. "Once upon a time there lived a wealthy merchant and his wife. They had everything they could ever want, but they had one burning desire--to have a child. Sometimes they would travel into the village, where they would see the common people working hard to earn a living. But the merchant and his wife envied these people because they all had children."
Intrigued murmurs fill the room at this. "One day the merchant decided that it was time he and his wife had a child of their own." Brock explains. "So one day, he visited one of the poorest peasants. He offered to pay the poor man a good day's wages every day, in exchange for his youngest daughter, Irina."
Angry chatter races down the rows at this, but Brock is not done setting the terrifying scene. "It goes without saying that the peasant simply closed the door in the merchant's face. Within days, false rumors had spread through the town about the peasant and his wife. No one in the village would give them work or speak to them, and the teachers refused to teach their children."
He then intones "Some time later, the merchant visited the peasant again. He warned him that if he did not turn Irina over to him, he would poison the town's well."
Gasps fill the air at the shocking turn of events. "Not wanting to risk the chance of innocent people dying, the peasant and his wife sent Irina to live with the merchant, albeit with heavy hearts." Brock sighed as he settled in a chair, took his guitar, and started a sad melody. "The merchant and his wife showered Irina with gifts, but she was always sad. She missed her mother and father, and she cried herself to sleep each night. The merchant and his wife were certain that over time they would win Irina's love, and so they continued to shower her with gifts. But Irina already had far better treasures--love, trust, and family."
Murmurs of agreement go up from the front row. "A few years passed, but Irina's sorrow did not fade." Brock continues as his song turns mystical. "She was happy only when she was outside among the Pokemon and trees and flowers. When Irina passed through the woods, the Pokemon ran toward her as if she was a long lost friend. The Pachirisus ate out of her hands, the Sawsbucks walked by her side, and every tree seemed to bow down as she walked by."
Giggles go up at Brock's song reference. "One afternoon, Irina walked through a field of flowers." Brock goes on. "Suddenly a tiny winged figure emerged out of one of the flower cups and began to dance in the air before her. Irina recognized the tiny being as a fairy--the guardians of nature, and protectors of children, and children at heart."
He starts a jig as he continues "Irina danced all afternoon, until long after the moon had risen. She was, for the first time in years, happy again."
When Brock finishes the song, he continues "The next morning she woke up smiling, but she was very tired after all the dancing. Still, she slipped away to dance again with the fairies, and the next morning she was more tired still."
He intones "After a while the merchant figured something was up, so he followed Irina at a distance when she went to play that afternoon. He hid behind a bush and watched as Irina danced with the fairies, and when he saw this amazing sight, he had a brilliant idea. He would try to catch the fairies and sell them for a pretty penny."
He assures the antsy audience as he changes instruments. "So he reached into a flower, and prepared to snatch a fairy. But when he did, the flower turned into a prickly thistle and poked his skin."
Laughter goes up at the harp chord signifying the poke. "He turned to another, and this one too turned into a thistle. Soon he was surrounded by thistles, and they tore and scratched and scraped at his skin." Brock continues as he continues playing high chords to signify the thistles' pokes. "Irina took that opportunity to run, and never looked back until she had reached her real home."
He smiles. "Needless to say, the greedy merchant and his wife were never seen again.
He concludes. "Irina was joyfully welcomed home, and she told her family how the fairies had rescued her. She hoped that wherever a lonely child lived, the fairies would appear to grant them happiness--if only for a little while."
"Aw"s and applause fill the air as Brock sets the harp aside and gets up to take a bow...
Brock and the gang are back for a fifteenth season!
Week 374: The Fairies' Garden
(real tale: Fairies and Thistles)
The Fireside's auditorium rings with applause as Brock arrives onstage to kick off the show's fifteenth season. Some had speculated that on a momentous occasion, Brock would possibly mix in some fan favorites as well as the new tales.
Brock, meanwhile, waited for the applause to quiet before beginning his tale for the week. "Once upon a time there lived a wealthy merchant and his wife. They had everything they could ever want, but they had one burning desire--to have a child. Sometimes they would travel into the village, where they would see the common people working hard to earn a living. But the merchant and his wife envied these people because they all had children."
Intrigued murmurs fill the room at this. "One day the merchant decided that it was time he and his wife had a child of their own." Brock explains. "So one day, he visited one of the poorest peasants. He offered to pay the poor man a good day's wages every day, in exchange for his youngest daughter, Irina."
Angry chatter races down the rows at this, but Brock is not done setting the terrifying scene. "It goes without saying that the peasant simply closed the door in the merchant's face. Within days, false rumors had spread through the town about the peasant and his wife. No one in the village would give them work or speak to them, and the teachers refused to teach their children."
He then intones "Some time later, the merchant visited the peasant again. He warned him that if he did not turn Irina over to him, he would poison the town's well."
Gasps fill the air at the shocking turn of events. "Not wanting to risk the chance of innocent people dying, the peasant and his wife sent Irina to live with the merchant, albeit with heavy hearts." Brock sighed as he settled in a chair, took his guitar, and started a sad melody. "The merchant and his wife showered Irina with gifts, but she was always sad. She missed her mother and father, and she cried herself to sleep each night. The merchant and his wife were certain that over time they would win Irina's love, and so they continued to shower her with gifts. But Irina already had far better treasures--love, trust, and family."
Murmurs of agreement go up from the front row. "A few years passed, but Irina's sorrow did not fade." Brock continues as his song turns mystical. "She was happy only when she was outside among the Pokemon and trees and flowers. When Irina passed through the woods, the Pokemon ran toward her as if she was a long lost friend. The Pachirisus ate out of her hands, the Sawsbucks walked by her side, and every tree seemed to bow down as she walked by."
Giggles go up at Brock's song reference. "One afternoon, Irina walked through a field of flowers." Brock goes on. "Suddenly a tiny winged figure emerged out of one of the flower cups and began to dance in the air before her. Irina recognized the tiny being as a fairy--the guardians of nature, and protectors of children, and children at heart."
He starts a jig as he continues "Irina danced all afternoon, until long after the moon had risen. She was, for the first time in years, happy again."
When Brock finishes the song, he continues "The next morning she woke up smiling, but she was very tired after all the dancing. Still, she slipped away to dance again with the fairies, and the next morning she was more tired still."
He intones "After a while the merchant figured something was up, so he followed Irina at a distance when she went to play that afternoon. He hid behind a bush and watched as Irina danced with the fairies, and when he saw this amazing sight, he had a brilliant idea. He would try to catch the fairies and sell them for a pretty penny."
He assures the antsy audience as he changes instruments. "So he reached into a flower, and prepared to snatch a fairy. But when he did, the flower turned into a prickly thistle and poked his skin."
Laughter goes up at the harp chord signifying the poke. "He turned to another, and this one too turned into a thistle. Soon he was surrounded by thistles, and they tore and scratched and scraped at his skin." Brock continues as he continues playing high chords to signify the thistles' pokes. "Irina took that opportunity to run, and never looked back until she had reached her real home."
He smiles. "Needless to say, the greedy merchant and his wife were never seen again.
He concludes. "Irina was joyfully welcomed home, and she told her family how the fairies had rescued her. She hoped that wherever a lonely child lived, the fairies would appear to grant them happiness--if only for a little while."
"Aw"s and applause fill the air as Brock sets the harp aside and gets up to take a bow...
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