When Dawn Dies Down

1961, Campfire

Thaw had arrived in Ranhbniz. The ice on the aquamarine stream started to melt, and fish started swimming freely again. The crops unfrosted, the cattles let out of the house.
Peace had seemingly been restored ever since the half of the Wakefields' family dog's remains were retrieved on 7/10. That day, all but one blamed Nameless for the dog, since he was probably so hungry he had to eat dogs, so they started mindlessly shooting and hunting for him, going absolutely everywhere in Ranhbniz. Not the barn where he was actually at, however, considering they had no rights to trespass non-Ranhbniz property.
Unsurprisingly, that one who refused to accuse Nameless was Irwin, who knew that Nameless couldn't have done it since he was with him, but most importantly, wouldn't have done it, because he just wasn't that type of person.
School had been restored in Ranhbniz after an extended Christmas break. Irwin was excited, for he could finally see his girlfriend again. After he was found in the woods, full of dirt on his shirt, on that day, Irwin was not allowed a single step out of that house. For him, the break was nothing but endless reading. What worried him more, though, was him not keeping his promise to visit Nameless.
Nameless.
What is his name? Did the ranch accept him? Or could he even find it? Will he die?
The last question got Irwin scared, and somehow a little bit guilty.
No, he won't. He can survive full well by himself. He's a grown up.
But he looks sick! And so thin and unhealthy? God, what have I done?
It was a Friday. He put the thoughts behind him and stepped into the school's gates. He's gonna be alright, and I'm gonna visit him as soon as I can.
He tidied up a bit and hung a smile over his face, which at the next moment, died away quicker than a plankton.
His girlfriend was standing with another guy. He shook his head. No. This is not possible.
So he went up, looked his girlfriend in the eyes and said nothing.
"I'm sorry, but he is just better than you, who knows nothing but running," she said to him, with phony guilt in her dark eyes, "now please, you interrupted us, get out of my life."
His heart was shattered, but he said nothing. He glanced at whom he thought would've been the love of his life once more and turned away.
That whole day, he was abjected, devastated. He locked his door, laid on his bed, light tears washing his face. He thought over and over, about a lot of stuff, love, his life, his fate. And Nameless.
Nameless.
I've got nothing left to lose. I'm gonna go find him. I'm gonna go find him right now.
For a moment he felt that he had never been so determined to do something before. He took his coat and a flashlight, wore his slippers and jumped out of the window, straight onto the bush.
The woods were really dark at night, so he was glad that he brought a flashlight with him. The birds had gone to sleep, and he could hear the sizzling sound of snakes. Immersed in fear, he quickened his steps.
The stream looked like it was filled with dark water, rushing quickly and uncontrollably. The scenery in the day had disappeared, and all there were left were darkness and fear.
But Irwin did not give a damn about it. He marched across the stream and saw light come from a distant house. The barn.
As he walked closer and closer to the barn, he prayed over and over that Nameless was alive, and living well.
Eventually he arrived. He knocked on the door and walked in. It was a big room, with the left side being wider. There was a table in the middle. A man wearing a farming hat was sitting behind it.
"Hello," Irwin asked, "have you seen a pale skinny ma-"
His words stopped coming out as the man lifted his head. The face had changed, it was fatter than before, the skin was no longer that pale. But the green eyes stayed the same. Deep, sorrowful and mysterious.
It was Nameless.
"Thank God you're fine." Irwin almost bursted into tears of happiness, "Thank God. I'm sorry for not visiting you. My parents, they won't let me out. I'm sorry."
Nameless smiled and one hand patted his shoulders, the other wiping tears off his face. "No, thank you. The ranch people have been treating me real well. They gave me food and a nice bed. What are you doing here? It's 7 o'clock already."
Irwin said nothing, he just let the tears flow out.
"C'mon," Nameless said, "come with me, let's have a talk."
They went behind the ranch, and sat down on some logs, which surrounded a campfire.
"My girlfriend," Irwin squeezed out these words, shaking, "she dumped me. She betrayed me."
Nameless put his hand on Irwin's shoulder, "I'm so sorry. But  just remember she didn't deserve you.You deserve better."
They remained silent. Yet the silence wasn't empty, it was full of answers.
A few minutes later, Irwin fell asleep.