Suramya

Chapter 10- The maze.

His legs were burning. The lactic producing in his leg was multiplying rapidly, as the muscles grew more and more sore. He ran for his life... or should I say for the boy's life?

The metal pole titled further, threatening to bury the boy to death. It was inches away before it smashed the little boy's head and the red of his blood covered the green of the floor.

"No!" Kavi screamed, as he ran faster, wanting to reach there before the pole.

The adrenaline worked like a charm, as Kavi got there in time and held the pole with his bare hands before it could touch the boy's hair. He grunted, tilting the pole a few angles away before letting go. It smashed onto the ground, creating a loud, echoing sound.

He fell to his knees in front of the boy, as Kavi placed his hands on the boy's little shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you!" said the boy, hugging Kavi tightly.

There was something about that hug, something so reassuring, something so incredibly peaceful that for a moment he felt an epiphany. He felt happiness, excitement, enlightenment all at once, as if the boy was reflecting it. He knew everything, yet nothing. He felt as if his entire life had been a lie and this very moment was the only truth of the world. There was something so confusing and senseless about the hug that it almost felt... divine.

"Are you...Are you hurt?-" Kavi's voice broke. Not sure about the boy, but Kavi definitely wasn't okay. The surge of feelings overwhelmed him, as he fell to his knees and felt tears prickle his eyes. Even though it was Kavi shattering, he couldn't stop worrying about the boy.

Kavi looked up into the boy's eyes, which looked old. Saint. The body was young, but his eyes felt like the truth. Old, and never-changing, like the softness of a lotus.

"It's alright. You did it." The strange boy smiled, and Kavi wanted to lay at his feet at that moment. The boy put out a hand and stroked Kavi's hair. He knew. He knew who the boy was, he was—

His eyes shot open as he sat up from his mattress, huffing for air, sweat hugging his skin and his memory eerily faint. Suddenly, he didn't know. He remembered nothing other than a feeling. A feeling of... something he couldn't remember. He shrugged it off, and titled the experience with a 'strange dream.'

"Kavi!" Evara's voice called from outside his hut.

He quickly got up from the mattress. "Yes?"

"Amla's calling everyone for breakfast, so freshen up and get to the kitchen, alright?" She said, shouting it, even though the only barrier in between was a curtain.

"Okay!" Kavi replied.

Evara stood outside in between the colony of huts, while chilly air whooshed around her. She turned around, preparing to go to the kitchen but instead met eyes with Raina, who looked like she also was going towards the kitchen.

Her hazel siren eyes cut through the air like a fire, while Evara's Ebony doe ones filtered it like water. She smiled brightly at Raina, waving a hand at her. Raina, in response, narrowed her eyes and nodded curtly before walking away.

"Could you be any louder?" Samukta came in from the adjacent hut. His voice sounded annoyed in respect to her call outs to Kavi.

"Yeah, wanna check?" Evara smiled.

"No thank you, I'd like my ears to be safe and sound."

"Yeah a person should have at least one good thing in them." Evara shrugged nonchalantly.

Samukta grit his teeth. "You–"

"What a great start to the day." Ruchya came in with his hands behind his back and stood next to the two, creating a triangle of people. The morning had been quite pleasant, and he'd prefer to restore the peace.