By choosing the right passage he successfully made his way out of the market, while guardsman had stuck somewhere behind. After a while he met all his companions at the walls of the palace.
Next step was to climb up on top of the wall, but it was imposible enterprise in the daylight, they would be seen from the great expanse, therefore they wait till midnight.After the dark fell on the city, our gang prepared rope with the hook. And after a good one spining Miky trew the hook over the wall and by draging it slightly he managed to attach it to the ridge of the top. One by one all of them climbed up. Then they had to split up again, but now Tim went with Miky.
From the wall they entered the only door they met,and saw themselves in the long, dark corridor with high ceiling. There were about a dozen doors on the floor. They decided to try every door. So Tim and Miky went down the corridor and with Tim's drum and Miky's guitar ready to blow out they knocked on the first door. It seemd different though. The blows roused the echoes of the old place. Within they heard the resonance of corridor and room, all hollow and empty. They looked at each other and it seemed that they both had felt the same eerie awe of that strange atmosphere of this palace, as of ones who should seek to force a vault of the dead.
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 7]](align:"<==>")+(box:"===XXXXX==")[oops, Tim had ran into the deadend and got busted((((( ]
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Try again ->Chapter 5]](align:"<==")+(box:"=XXXXXXXX=")[Once upon a time, in a small town there lived a teenage boy called Tim. He was living in a cosy three storey house with his parents and siiter. Tim was an average twelve years old boy and there will not be of any interst to mantion the rest of his common abouts for this story, except one thing , he had a dream , to become a worldwide famous professional drumer in the rock band. There was nothing else in his life , except Tim's mother of course, and vanilla ice cream, that he loved more ...
So, on his next birthday, Tim's mother made a present for him , a hobby grade set of drums for beginners . As was expected Tim proceeded with exercises instantly. He was overjoyed. Until Tim's father expressed his first emotions on the fact. Basicly he did't like the sounds at all. If in the beginning Tim's father just made some restrictions , now in short time he completely prohibited that matter around the house. And Tim's mother could't be of any help. ](align:"==>")+(box:"=XXXX")[[chapter2]]Exactly when Richard had shouted out, Unexpectedly Miky produced fierce cry, and all boys and girls started rhythmycly to stamp their feet on the floor producing familiar sounds, - Tap Tap Bum .. Tap Tap Bum, - and so on, repeatedly. As Drumhater Was getting aware that the sounds composed music he and the witch startled. With tremor in his body and voice he half whispered -" Stop them idiots!" - Guardsmen rushed in their direction but Tim and Miky jumped after them and dextrously grasped guardsmen feet with their legs. Those two fell on the floor, while Tim and Miky managed to get up faster and begun to give them out numbers of kicks.
By that moment the rest of the company were already singing in accord with legsmade music, - weee will, weee will, rock you.." - And so on, thus giving birth to a future famous hit. Now, hearing the complete song Drumhater produced loud shriek and from all over his body started to squeeze out torrents of lights enlarging themselves until Richard the Drumhater exploded and disappeared into nowhere, while his trustworthy witch fell on the floor and with squeaking noise had melted into stinky liquid.
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 11]]Meanwhile, in the Great King's gardens, something started to happen. Tim and everyone aproached to see what's going on. Strong wind arose and fierce thunder blew up the skys giving life to hundreds of lightnings which struck at evcery single flower in the gardens. The lightnings weren't common but like constant torrents of movable strings of light , causing each flower to blast into coloured sparkles, which had been rising up in the dawning skys. Tim, Miky and the rest stared at the spectacular sight till everything disappeared in the space.
When company finely lowered their eyes down on the clearanse, they saw no less overjoying sight. Hundreds of boys and girls were dancing arond countless bonfires, playing on different musical instruments and singing cheerfuly. There in the cleare space in front of the fire they danced to the tunes with great pleasure and skill. All this atmosphere made Tim want to join them. He started slowly to move sharing the rhythm and making circles Tim closed his eyes, slowly sinking mentally somewhere till he saddenly lost consciousness.
In short time, as it seemed, Tim came back to senses, he realised that someone was shaking him and with tender voice trying to wake him up. Tim opened his eyes and saw his father sitting at his bedside. And placing hand on Tim's shoulder Richard said - "My dear son , i'm very sorry for yesterday. I had a dream last night , and, to tell long story short , i have changed my mind. You can drum boy!When Miky learned that Tim is well acquainted with the drums , he immediately offered Tim to join their rock squad, whose main mission was to get to Drumhater and destroy him and his dark spell, and thus to turn all the flowers back into the kids and bring the kingdom of the music to it's peace and joy. The plan was to reach Drumhater in close proximity and unexpectedly attack him with the hardest rock. But the target wasn't so easy to get to, because of well trained guard wich were on atentive lookout for any kind of music instruments. Anyway, the rock band made up their mind to move out on the next day's rush hour.
So as it was, on the next day our brave team went to the gates of the city. According to the plan two of them gave their instruments to others of the group and when getting closer to the gates they started fight between each other, making a lot of noise and thus drawing guard's attention to them while the rest of the team passed through the gates. Then they decided to split up while making theyr way to the palace. (align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 5]]Tim went alone through the crowd, it was saturday and there were a lot of people in the streets. Tim was seeing the outlines of the palace when he ran into the market square. There were some numbers of the guards idling around. Despite that fact Tim boldly stroled through the market to cut long way short. But suddenly one guardsman recognized the drum in the Tim's bag and rushed after him producing loud wistling noise. Tim startled overtaken by both fright and surprise he pushed himself through, what seemed, indifferent mob. Tim was small and guardsman was big. While Tm was making his way quickly , the guardsman seemed to stumble against everyone in the market. However , Tim was running until the market's line devided in two. Now, dear reader, Tim needs your help! Which passage should Tim choose -
(align:"<==")+(box:"=XX=")[[Tim takes left one -> deadend]](align:"=><=")[or]
(align:"==>")+(box:"=XX=")[[he continue through the right -> Chapter 6]]Again they knocked, and this time it brought them an answer. They heard feet, shuffling feet, coming from some room. The room was so void that the slightest sound rang loud and clear, and they could mark the progress of the steps from theyr beginning. Somewhere they came to a halt, as if the person were considering whether or not to come to the door, but then they advanced and with vast creaking a key was fitted into the lock and door was opened.
It was a little old woman who stood in the opening,with a wrinlked face,and not a tooth in her mouth. She wore a robe , which gave her a most witch-like appearance, and her narrow, grey eyes, as they fastened on lads and sought out their errand, didn't reassure the boys. By that moment Tim and Miky had hidden the instuments.
In a high squeaking voice she asked them who they were and what they wanted. Miky instantly recognised her, and quickly answered that he was sent by chief guardsman to present to His Evilness this arrested conspirator, and he pointed on Tim, adding that she must take him to grand master right away, for he had urgent business with him. After brief consideration she said to Miky to follow her...
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 8]]While they were walking after her Miky quickly explained to Tim, why he knew her. She was well known witch-secretary of Richard the Drumhater. And she also was weak against music, she hated violin in particular. Miky was speaking but Tim seemed distracted and not listening. They were passing through the wide, empty hall, and, in the late night, it looked grey and fearsome. On their left Tim saw through the window dim outlines of hundreds, of thousands flowers in the dead black gardens. The air was windy, cold and dismal. Tim couldn't tell how the whole place depressed him. He felt as though he were in some pit of the dead. Them the witch stopped before silk vailed door, and bade them wait, while she disappeared behind the curtain. A few seconds later she was back and kindly invited them in.
When they steped in, to their surprise, they found themselves in fully lighted room of great space. Thousands of black candles were burning along the walls, revealing mystic, incomprehensible drawings all over the room, even up on the ceiling. Across the room Tim and Miky saw a murky shape. It was Him, Richard the Drumhater, facing a small pedestall with huge book on it and with his back to the boys. He was fully clad in deep dark robe with the hood. Tim and Miky were getting closer to black wizard until suddenly he spoke.
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 9]]"I was expecting impatienly ! both of you and the last two of your stupid rock squad."- Righter after Drumhater had spoke, two guardsmen grasped Tim and Miky from behind and handcuffed them before they could produce the instruments. At the same moment a false wall panel slided up and showed them even more grim scene. There in a line were standing the rest of the band, five more boys and girls, all tied up to the wall with sorroful expressions on their faces.
Tim and Miky were still contemplating heartbreaking view when Drumhater turned saddenly round and revealed his face. Tim was devastatingly struck. Drumhater had not yet risen his eyes while Tim had recognized his own father in that, so famos, dark, evil and dreadfull wizard - Richard the Ddrumhater. Tim could not just believe his own eyes, so hard he was stoned in astonishment. He knew his father, but the face was a kind of different, so changed was Richard from the time of their last meeting. He was much thinner and gaunter in countenance. The high, masterful look which his face always wore had deepened into something bitter and savage, as if he had become half-sick of the world and cared nothing for the things which had in the past delighted him. That new look, as one born to command, and of one to whom suffering and pain of others were less than nothing.
As Tim looked on him he hated him deeply and fiercely, and yet he admired him more than he could bear to think and gloried that he was his son. Richard was no less surprised to see his son, it was obvious, he had expected very different figure to see. But he saw a grim, rough-clad son waiting on him with death in his eyes. Tim saw surprise, anger, even a momentary spasm across his face. He looked at Tim keenly, then with a great effort he controled himself, and his sullen face grew hard as stone and he sad - "What are you doing here Timothy? How come you are one of them?"
Tim told him why and how , and more , he said that he is proud now to be part of the resistance. At this , with a rising voice Drumhater thrust his hands up to the ceiling and shouted - "so be it!"
(align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 10]]At the first gap of the doors the bright light in pair with enormous bass broke out and in the next moment Tim was sucked into the closet. He fainted and passed out immediatly. When he restored his consciousness the first thing he felt was burning pain on his cheeks, and not yet opening his eyes heard some voices. A moment latter Tim opened the eyes and saw a little boy's face right over his. Then Tim realised that the boy was sitting on top of him, shouting something and slaping at his cheeks. Finally Tim had sat, saw around him a bunch of boys and girls , saw that he was on some river's bank on the outskirts of a kind of medieval huge city.
One of the lads explained to Tim what had happened with him and where he was now. Miky, as the boy's name was, told him that Tim eventually fell in the kingdom of the music. It had been peaceful and kind kingdom for ages , until tremendous and dreadfull Richard the Drumhater overtook the throne . That dark wizard prohibited all kind of music. He hated evey sound, drums in paricular. All violaters of Drumhater's decree were to be senteced to life time in quiet great house, where every single inmate would become a flower. It is well known among all citizens that somewhere beyond high solid fence of the great king's palace there are endless rows of flowers of all kinds. (align:"==>")+(box:"=X")[[Chapter 4]][(align:"=><=")[Drumming Flowers]]
(align:"=><=")+(box:"=X")[[prologue]](align:"<==")+(box:"====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX=")[That very night, after announsed prohibition, Tim went to bed prety upset and disappointed. He was lying on the bed reflecting on the matter when suddenly he heard an indistinct sound coming out from the direction of the closet. Tim got down from the bed and approached to the closet, now sound became much louder, and he could make out drums' rhythm. This pleased him a lot, and in the state of rising emotions he pulled both doors.](align:"<==")+(box:"=X") [[Chapter3]](align:"<==>")+(box:"=XX=")[It's a joke, lol :)))]
(align:"<==")+(box:"=X")[Go back to the [[Story->Chapter 1]]](align:"=><=")[Naither drums nor flowers were damaged, not even single one of each, while creating this story.
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