«I kinda wonder how your friend Sentinekka's doing right now» Mihok says while tumbling like he always does when he's bored. «You know, the Vault is a nice place. I heard it from many, many, many people».
«She's probably crossing it in this moment, Mihok» Ojtaro replies while looking at him. «Don't make me feel worried again, please».
«I'm not trying to!» Mihok rebels against his words. «I was just thinking because, as always, our father is too scared to let us go in other realms».
«You know why, Mihok. Don't joke about that».
«Not planning to» the other boy says. «I just would like to travel more often».
Ojtaro is leaning against the Passage Stone. «I can't do nothing about it, sorry» he says, and he opens up his arms in sign of indifference.
«For now» Mihok smiles. «Maybe, when you'll become an Elder, you will be able to improve the safety! In every realm!».
«Maybe, who knows».
«Yours will be a golden era, I'm sure».
«Thanks, I guess. But, honestly, I'm not that sure. I never liked the idea of being a deity for many reasons. You know that».
«Yeah, everyone of this family knows why nowadays».
«Mihok is right, Oj'» Horand reaches them with his small book in his hands. «The world is divided in two parts: leaders and followers. I think that you, Ojtaro, are a leader».
«Sacred words» Mihok comments, agreeing. «Horand, you really look like a poet when you say this stuff».
«Is that supposed to be a compliment?» the biggest boy asks, intrigued.
«Kinda» Ojtaro answers for his twin. He adds:«And, yes, I would be a leader... But just because I hate being forced to do things that I disapprove. I would love to go my own way» he sighs, sits down on the beige sand of the Isle of Dawn and adds:«Sadly, I can't».
«Do you know what a wise person would say about this?» Horand asks him, while sitting by his side. Ojtaro shrugs. «You can go your own way. You just need to find how to do it».
«Damn, Hor» Mihok stares at him, surprised. «Where did you get this behavior and words from?».
«Not from dad, that's certain» Ojtaro jokes and smiles.
«Err... No idea, little one. I have no idea» Horand answers politely, and his siblings can notice that he's actually pretty confused. Their father is not like that, and he never had memories with his real parents, so... He's visibly confused.
«Duh, you are only an year older than us, why do you call me like that?». Mihok is curious about every small nickname that someone gives him. Things like "Raccoon skid" or "Tumbling Troublemaker". Yep. He doesn't know why people call him like that, but he knows that he is a "Seasonal Spirit". He just never knew that Spirits could have nicknames.
Horand instantly answers:«Because you're short. And not heavy. You have the weight of a real raccoon».
«Of course, I can shapeshift into it».
Ojtaro just looks at them while they discuss. Not that he likes to talk much, in these days.
«I'd love to know where I got this ability from thought» Mihok continues.
Oh. Here he starts again.
«No one knows, Mihok. Give up about this. Not even the Elders know why you're born like this, I asked them many times and the answer was always the same» he tells him and shakes his head slowly. Ojtaro already told him a lot of times, but Mihok seems to ignore his words. He probably did it now and he always will do it.
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Fly Until You See The Light
FantasySentinekka, on her thirteenth birthday, the date known for the start of the typical journey in the seven realms, decides to bring her best friend, a fifteen year old who was never allowed to start her journey, through the exploration of the Isle of...
