A sob comes out of his voice as fast as it can while he puts the candle at its place. He can't try to contain himself. Did he ever feel this kind of pain? Maybe... Maybe he did because of his incorrigible destiny, or because of the Elders.
No, that feeling isn't the same. It can't even be compared to this one.
Another sob. He takes off his mask. The last time he cried - that was a long time ago, he doesn't even remember really well... - his mask was really uncomfortable. It felt like it was breaking itself into dust.
He knows he shouldn't cry; the Elders wouldn't want him to react like that. A Ruler mustn't show his pain, but... He can't... Just...
Tears finally set themself free from his face. They were locked inside since too many years and, now, they're escaping from their prison.
«No... No!» he whispers and then shouts. He lets his mask fall on the ground and runs away as he always did to hide from the reality he and the Sky people live in.
Ojtaro doesn't know where he's going, but he just wants to reach a faraway place where he cannot be found by some young and curious Child who could start to worry for him. Mostly Moths. They worry for everything, and they also like to explore a lot, so he needs a place that they can't reach easily.
He luckily knows the right place.
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A sob comes out of his voice as fast as it can while he puts the candle at its place. He can't try to contain himself. Did he ever feel this kind of pain? Maybe... Maybe he did because of his incorrigible destiny, or because of the Elders.
No, that feeling isn't the same. It can't even be compared to this one.
Another sob. He takes off his mask. The last time he cried - that was a long time ago, he doesn't even remember really well... - his mask was really uncomfortable. It felt like it was breaking itself into dust.
He knows he shouldn't cry; the Elders wouldn't want him to react like that. A Ruler mustn't show his pain, but... He can't... Just...
Tears finally set themself free from his face. They were locked inside since too many years and, now, they're escaping from their prison.
«No... No!» he whispers and then shouts. He lets his mask fall on the ground and runs away as he always did to hide from the reality he and the Sky people live in.
Ojtaro doesn't know where he's going, but he just wants to reach a faraway place where he cannot be found by some young and curious Child who could start to worry for him. Mostly Moths. They worry for everything, and they also like to explore a lot, so he needs a place that they can't reach easily.
He luckily knows the right place.
The Starry Coliseum isn't a really known place. It's like the Vault. People don't go in here anymore.
The Twins of the Valley took him there for the first time when he was six or something. They wanted to make him see the beauty in every area of the realm.
Now, he uses that Out of Bounds place as a hiding place, so no one will ever see him when he wants to be alone.
Of course, he isn't crying anymore. His tears faded away as Sentinekka's Light in a few seconds, but he just doesn't want to be found in that state of pain and self-destruction.
His eyes stare at the dark colors of the dusk. Maybe he can find an answer in those colors. Maybe if he asks something, the stars will answer for him.
He waits for some seconds, then says:«What do I do...?».
A voice suddenly answers his question:«Just...Move on, Oj'». It's not a voice from the stars, it's a voice that comes from the Prairie Peaks and that saw his village of birth getting killed by the Darkness and the Shards. A voice that always helped him and gave him the best advices.
Horand always knew what places Ojtaro liked to hide in, no matter the realm or the area. Here he is, laying on a part of the Starry Coliseum and looking at him with a displeased expression. He reaches him with his slow walk and puts a hand on his shoulder.
Ojtaro instantly hugs his brother tightly and, while sobs are coming out of his mouth, he whispers:«I knew you would have reached me».
«Yeah... We're both used to it anyways» the other responds. «I know what happened, Oj'. I'm sorry...».
«How can I "move on"?».
His brother sighs and answers:«Let me show you». He takes one of his hands and they both make a small step. Then another one.
«Life is like a walk» he explains. «When something stops you, you might take some time to go back on your feet. It depends on how big the stone that made you fall is. After that, you only have to take a small step and continue. And do you know what is the best thing about moving on?».
«What?» Ojtaro asks him with a curious stare. He listens closely because he already knows that Hor is right. He's always right on everything.
«Something you lost always comes back to you» his brother answers with a trustful stare. «And you can never know what it is».

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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...