Valley (1) - Chapter 11

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Ojtaro walks quickly towards his family. There's a new guy with them, one of those who immediately gives you the impression he doesn't want to be there.

Short, well-groomed hair, unscratched mask that looks brand new, magenta coat with brown details that looks soft to the eye. That guy isn't like him or his siblings. He is certainly one more... Lucky.

«You made it here in exactly one minute, Oj'! Congratulations!» Leilah exclaims, turning to him. He replies, indifferent:«Who is he?».

The Passage Guide explains to him:«His name is Joyz. He is sixteen years old and will take the Lessons with you all, but he came first to learn to be more... Chatty». The Guide is not wearing any mask today either. Well, he doesn't wear it really often nowadays, but he used to do it all the time some year ago.

«But... The Lessons are barely scheduled» Ojtaro rebels, against the arrival of that new person.

«I know. He will come to visit us every now and then, maybe a few times a month, and he will do the Lessons with your siblings while you will do yours».

Ugh. What a nice thing, woah. He's absolutely going to be happy. Ojtaro, our sarcastic friend, seems to be the only one who already doesn't like Joyz. What about the others? They'll probably be nice to him. That's fine, they just need to make that guy stay away from Ojtaro and his life.

The Guide adds:«Come on, guys: introduce yourself to our new friend» and he encourages Leilah to start talking. She is the more extroverted one and Mihok too, while Oj' and Horand are more silent. Well, Horand is in the middle of the line of talkative and quiet. He's ambivert, maybe. Ojtaro doesn't understand a thing about it.

Leilah proceeds to talk to the new boy and tells him about every detail, even about her siblings. Mihok sometimes gets in the way and talks with her. Those two know that their brothers are not two people who have anything to say. Meanwhile, Joyz stares at the ground and holds his arm with his hand. Typical shy position.

The Guide tolerates the silence of the others and observes Leilah as she speaks and Mihok as he wags his tail with enthusiasm.

And, during that rather boring moment for Ojtaro, he takes a few steps back from the family and is about to leave, but his father calls him back with a purple light. That is the sign he uses to get the attention of his children or people in general.

«What are you doing, Oj'?» he asks him. He caught him.

«I'm just gonna... Leave. I don't wanna bother anyone here...» Ojtaro explains, clasping his hands together as if praying. He says this in a gentle tone, knowing that he isn't actually bothering anyone. Oj' just wants to leave and go back to his tent, his special little refuge.

«Hey, you don't hurt anyone with your presence» the Guide smiles at him and invites him to return to them. When Ojtaro reaches the family again, Horand whispers in his ear:«If you feel uncomfortable you can say it to me, I'll make sure to help you». He smiles and waits for Ojtaro to say something. He smirks and shakes his head. There's no need to do that.

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Time goes away sometimes fastly and sometimes slowly in the Village of Dreams. Despite that, Sentinekka never gets bored. There's always so much to do!

In front of her an ice rink rises, shining like a star. The snow is falling in an endless way. Isan told her that there is never summer there. Is it connected to Darkness? As she ponders the question, a voice calls out to her:«Hello!».

She is a girl with a long ponytail, a light blue dress, dark light blue skin and she wearing white ballerina shoes. She has got a red and black mask somewhat similar to Yashi's one and a cloak of the same colors, made of fur and with some golden decorations. She seems a few years older than her, about two or three, and is known for having great talent: the ice skating.

Isan had asked her if she could teach her little cousin to skate like every inhabitant of the Village, and she accepted.

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