Capitolo 50
garden where first Lily-bell and he divided, he said inside him,--
"Here I will be a few, and it try to win from kind actions the flowers'
the pardon for the pain and it is distressed me I brought a long time ago them; and them
you/he/she can learn to love and to have trust in me. Then, even if I never find the Spirits,
I will be worthier of the affection of Lily-bell if I strive me to make fine for
the evil that I have done."
Then he went among the flowers, but they closed their leaves, and
he tightened away, while trembling with fear; while the birds ran away to hide
among the leaves as him it passed.
This was distressed poor Thistle, and he craved dirloro as it changed
he was become; but they would not listen. Then he tried to show, from
calm actions of the gentleness, that him not agreements damage to them; and soon
the birds of good heart were sorry for the solitary Fairy, and when he came nearby
sung cheering songs, and it allowed to fall mature berries in his/her run for him,
more it broke their eggs, or it hurt theirs small one.
And when the flowers saw this, and it now founded once him cruel Elf
sprinkling and taking takes care of him of few they bud, while feeding hungry bugs, and
helping the busy ants to bear their heavy loads, them they divided the pity
of the birds, and he/she craved to have trust in him; but they didn't challenge yet.
He came to one day, while wandering through the garden to the small one,
colors of rose he had so sadly damaged once. A lot of time they bud in bloom close to her,
and his/her soft face burnt with maternal pride, as she affectionately bent on
them. But when I Card it came, he saw with pain as her he/she offered them
closes their green curtains, and he conceals under of the leaves,
for there danger it was nearby; and, still bending himself/herself/itself more from near on them,
she seemed to wait with trembling fear the cruel Fairy you/he/she is coming.
But any ill-mannered hand lacerated away her the small one, any discourteous words they were
spoken; but a soft shower of dewy skin slightly on Thistle and they,