Continuation.
While going across the town the musicians were amazed by the dramatic changes it had suffered, it was quiet and drab.
At the appointed time, the instruments were tuned and set out. Gently and quietly they started playing their wonderful tunes. The energy music produced started spreading across the hill. At first, the birds flew together, second - other creatures, then the kids started to come from nearby, and finally the rest. Angels was sitting behind the trees not far away, he was melting softly from the pleasure.
At that moment wonders came - people became to bloom! Colors started coming back. Faces came flushy, and ringing bells of kids laugh. Grey colors of ladies dresses went bright colored again. Paws and tales returned to their original color, even the hill appeared to be brighter.
But then. Salvatori turned up.
With a mien of gloom and fury he stepped up to the meadow holding his whip. He was flapping it to the sides and he was shouting:
- Idlers! Whataya doin here? Straying from my hand again! Back to work! Iron, clean, sweep, wash! Is this what Im paying salary for? - his voice turned to squeak, and he could not stop, it sounded like a naughty drill boring through the wall. - Out, all out! Break up! Quick, go away!
The anubises were looking like disappointed, but obedient prisoners. They were wrapping the instruments totally in sorrow.
The meadow was quickly emptied. But thanks to that instant moment, the town citizens came brighter.
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