Al Inma fairy loves music, is the fairy of the musical notes, sounds and melody. Cares and protects families of the sounds live in a wonderful island. Yes! You guessed ISLA SOUND!
long time ago something terrible happened: a great wind head right off to all the families of sounds!
Inma The fairy was desperate because he could not have concerts. Have to ask for help and two children will be those responsible for it. Do you think you get it?
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past the magical night of Kings, January 6, at about twelve o'clock, you could hear in all countries of the world a fantastic music. Lyre music pouring from every garden in the world.
The first children who listened to music went to bed and stay asleep. No one could wake up at sunset.
When the family woke up, eager and curious they were asked:
- What did you dream?
They
, yawning and smiling, repeated very happy:
- Wonderland! Wonderland!
Time passed and it happened a year that the only ones who had not yet heard the lyre chords were Diego and Dana. His parents were taken to the ENT. Perhaps, they thought, have a problem in the ears. But no.
- So why do we not hear the music? They asked, sad, children-Why can not dream of wonderful things, like the other fellow? What injustice! We die of envy.
- The day will come, I consoled.
It happened one night Dana Reyes that he decided to play the lyre.
- Since I can not Hear the magical music I can at least play it. (It was a great student of music, very advantageous, which played so great and had participated in several concerts at the Conservatory of Music.)
of the strings came off a very special melodies, beautiful. But that was not the most fantastic and wonderful.
The leaves of the trees in your yard toys had become enchanted by the magnificent sounds.
Nobody can explain what happened. But since then adults give toys to them children s. Just expect the music act and go to the gardens.
say that the magic of the magicians is that makes this possible.
Courel For the lands of living for many, many years a wolf pack which was a huge white wolf head. One day the wolf took several calves from a block, so the people of the village ordered a raid to hunt.
When the dogs were with the group, the white wolf ordered them to yours flee. Herself faced dogs. He got beat, but the arrival of the guns ended his life. The men, content with their triumph over the animal, tore the skin to teach its neighbors as a sign of his powers and then sell it.
On arrival at the village made a party to celebrate. But, when it was all quiet and people slept in their homes, awoke frightened by the howling of wolves could be heard very, very close.
hunters peered at the windows with their guns to kill them, but only saw shadows that disappeared into the darkness of night. And night after night, the wolves turned and disappeared for the day.
A woman with a reputation for wise told everyone who came by the wolf, who had to wear the skin into the woods and bushes to throw over the moon with its light touch.
They did and that night they heard the screams, but did not sound in the village but in the forest, where they had left the skin of the wolf. The wolf cried all night to his queen and then buried in the depths of the place. They
wise women that white wolf has never disappeared. They say that in the full moon returns to Courel and travels with his herd. No longer howls. The changes produced by man in his dominions was left speechless.
The great white wolf found another way to talk to good people: in the full moon enters the dreams of people and walk through them. If you are afraid to see her and scream, the wolf did not visit on dreams. But who is not frightened by his presence the great white wolf makes a gift.
With his voice, no longer cries but beautiful sounds, teaches them to sing, speak, recite, tell stories, stories ... bewitching who will listen.
Blessed white wolf! May this coming year does not leave our dream to continue the magical world of storytelling!
