Prickney and Voninoa

there was once a fight between tibius and athens.

the king of athens, handelson, saw the soldiers in the city and rushed to seek help from the heroic and good nation of thrace in tries.

terrels is the son of the god of war, ares.

he quickly led the army to the siege.

to thank him, he married his daughter, precious, to a hero of honor.

soon after, precious gave birth to his son edith.

five years later, without realizing it, prickney was so lonely and so lonely that she felt in love with her sister, vinigno, that she asked her husband to bring her sister in for a while.

trills immediately agreed to take the servants and sail to athens.

trilles told his wife's wishes and assured the king that veneño would not stay long.

when he arrived at the palace, freninoa himself came to greet his brother-in-law, trilles, and kept asking him about his sister.

trills saw her glamorous, beautiful, loving, hot as a fire, conspiring to deceive fanninoa.

two people left for thrace soon.

trilles secretly took vinignoa deep into the middle of the forest and locked her in a shepherd's cabin.

fanninoa was shocked and frightened and cried to hear about her sister.

trilles lied that prickerney was dead and that he had deliberately invented the story of inviting veneño.

in fact, he went to athens to marry veneño.

no matter how painful it may be, it won't help her to be the wife of terrells in tears of pain.

on one occasion, fenioya overheard the servant's argument and knew that prickerney was alive.

a fire broke out, and she hated his brother-in-law ' s betrayal of his sister, rushed into his room and told him loudly that she knew the truth.

she cursed him with a heavy curse and vowed to make his despicable deeds and evil treachery known to everyone that he was a disgraceful man.

her words provoked terrels and he was very scared.

in the interest of safety, he decided not to let anyone know of his indecency and cut off her tongue.

trilles went back to the palace, and prickerney asked him why he didn't come back with his sister.

at that time, he falsely said, with tears, that vininoa was dead and buried.

prickney listened to grief and built an empty grave for his sister.

a year has passed.

the cruelly muted veninoa survived with tenacity, sitting next to the knitting machine, woven purple and copper on the white linen, and she wanted her sister to know what had happened to her.

she struggled and struggled to make a sack of cloth and then asked her servants to send it to queen precini.

the servant said yes without knowing the magic.

prikini spread the linen and found the words above and she knew of the appalling atrocities committed by her husband.

she wanted to cry without tears or even a sighs.

she had only one thought in her head: revenge! revenge the mob! night came, and the women of thrace celebrated buckos day.

queenhiding from the guards and walking quietly towards the home of the sole shepherd.

she hid her sister in a secret room and told her, "the tears cannot save us!" i've prepared myself for revenge." that's when her son edith came in to greet her mother.

the mother's heart was touched for a moment, and then she pushed the child away with a sharp knife, with a mad desire for revenge, and stabbed her own son with a knife.

king terrels sat in front of his ancestors' altar, and his wife delivered delicious food, and after he finished, he said, "where is my son edith?" "away from the sky, near the sight, he can't be nearer to you!" prickney's laughing.

and then, when franinoa came out, she threw a bloody child's head under his feet.

he understood everything and immediately turned over the table and pulled out his sword to cut down the two sisters who had run away.

they ran fast, and for a while, they did grow wings, one in the woods and the other on the roof.

prickney turned into a swallow, and veneño turned into a night with a few drops of blood on his chest, which is the mark of killing.

and, of course, the despicable terrels have also changed, into a winning bird, with feathers high and sharp mouths high, chasing after the night and swallows forever and becoming their natural enemies。