Cicia accompanied Talos through the toughest times and later, he brought Cicia back to Silent Hill, where he put in a great deal of effort to transform her from an ordinary parrot into a magical creature.
Talos called several times but received no response.
Turning around, he saw that Cicia was not on the windowsill.
Within Talos’ flock of black crow magical pets, the white-feathered Cicia was always the most conspicuous. Now, the windowsill was filled with dense black crows, and Cicia had disappeared.
Talos frowned, “Cicia was just here a moment ago, how could she disappear so suddenly? That critter, she wouldn’t have gone to chat gossip with Taros again, right?”
Cicia was fine in every way, but as a talking, mimicking parrot, she had one aspect that gave Talos the biggest headache.
It was her love of gossip!
The one in Silent Hill who matched Cicia’s penchant for gossip was Taros, so whenever Cicia vanished, it was likely she had run off to Taros’ place.
Meanwhile, at the edge of Silent Hill, a beautiful white-feathered cockatoo with a sunflower-yellow crown on its head perched on a giant stone.
This stone had a strange face on its surface, half its eyes open, half closed; half its eyebrows black, half white; half of it youthful, half aged; half of it laughing, half solemn—as if the face of a flamboyant young man and that of an aged elder were forcibly joined together.
“Taros, stop pretending to sleep, wake up! I’ve got major news!” After landing, the cockatoo immediately started pecking at the stone with its crimson curved beak.
“Stop, stop… stop pecking, I’m going to go bald!” “Have you forgotten you’re a stone, you’re already bald!”
The first to speak was the older face on the stone, while the younger face on the stone followed up.
“How dare you call me bald! I… oh, it seems I am indeed bald?” “Are you an idiot?”
“Anyway, I am you, and you are me. If you call me bald, you’re bald too. If you say I’m stupid, you’re also stupid!” “Are you looking for a fight, you old geezer!”
As they were about to start bickering, the cockatoo hurriedly interrupted, “Taros, stop it. I came to share some big news with you, not to listen to your pointless bickering!”
“Cicia, it’s always us who tell you the gossip. What big news could you possibly have? Could it be that Europa told you something? And how many times have I told you, we’re called Taros, not TarTaros!”
The cockatoo, indeed Talos’ magic pet Cicia, replied with some dissatisfaction, “This is truly big news, I just heard it from my master!”
“Oh?” “What news could there be from Master Talos?”
Cicia: “Didn’t you notice when Wizard Ivan returned just now, there were several big holes in the Ghost Ship?”
“Eh, that seems to be true.” “I also saw that there seem to be a lot of wounded on the ship, that’s why I didn’t go to ask what exactly happened.”
Cicia said proudly, “So, that is the news! Big news!”
Both faces on the stone looked at Cicia with curiosity, the older face obsequious, the younger face flattering.
Taros’ expressions managed to please Cicia excellently. She lifted her crown and announced word by word, “This major news is about the person you were most interested in recently…”
“The person we’re most interested in?” “Could it be Miss Man Yin from the Elysium Pavilion?”
Cicia spat out, “You’re a stone, what do you want with women! I’m talking about Angel, the very same Angel you mentioned a few days ago!”