Recollecting

Don't forget

Seam sits back on his chair waiting for the next traveler to arrive to his little Seap, however due to the current state the underground is with the spade king ruling, there hasn't been much darkners buying his wares ecause of poverty rampant through the kingdom.

Seam had a lot of time to think to himself. He usually passed time by finding all trinkets he could find in the underground to sell or play a nice round of chess with himself. Seam could always find another darkner to play with but that would be unfair since nobody in the underground ever bested him when it comes to hisgames.

Well, except one.

Seam drinks his tea, glances over at the broken key sitting on it's lonesome gathering dust, and started to think back on the days where his body wasn't so torn and raggedy, back to the days where he had both of his button eyes and not the gaping hole that remains now .

In his youth he was the court magician, a powerful and sharp sighted one too. He made a hobby out of playing all kinds of games and was quite adept at it too.

The court jester Jevil was a funny little man who loved games even more then Seam did. Seam did not know how to describe their relationship together since it had always fluctuated from intense rivals, best partners, and something more.

Sometimes they'd battle each other for days to see who would come out on top in a game of old maid, sometimes they just plain out (tickle) fight with each other playfully to see who'd say uncle first, sometimes they'd caused chaos together by pulling pranks, and other times Jevil would cuddle up to Seam when he was about to take a nap, holding his giant fuzzy tail or his arm.

Seam enjoyed being with Jevil and knew that Jevil felt the same too. They never really said it out loud at first until one day, Seam was practising his magic when Jevil waved from the distance, catching Seam's attention and Jevil shouted,

"I LIKE YOU SEAM!"

Whatever magic Seam was conjuring in his hand suddenly blew up in his face. Both Jevil and Seam had a moment of shocked silence before Jevil started running off and Seam chased after him yelling. Seam wasn't angry, infact he was laughing. They were both laughing.

Seam used to be very agile and quick, so he caught up to Jevil and tackled him on to the ground. He trapped Jevil and prevented him moving by laying his whole body weight on top of him.

"You aren't going anywhere until you sew up my eye", Seam laughed and wiggled his now loose left button on his face. Seam often had to sew it back on and it was pretty difficult to without a mirror.

At first Jevil sewed the button to close to his other eye, then too far apart and Seam didn't mind at all as they were both laughing loudly together. Jevil patching Seam up became a common thing between them and he quickly became a natural at sewing buttons. Seam laughed to himself quietly as he remembered that one day when Jevil started sewing random things on every darkners clothings.

The trio of the so called heroes broke Seam from reminiscing. When they mentioned the strange prisoner Seam went into a shock and hesitated releasing Jevil a bit but came to the conclusion that it didn't matter. Seam couldn't do it himself when he was young, so why not let the new youths try their hands at it. Even if Jevil escaped to have his revenge on Seam, it would be most fun Seam had in his long lonely years. Seam sent the heroes on their way and wished them luck, with a laugh ending his sentence. Seam continued to laugh to himself, now with a sad smile.

Of course all that remembering would all come back to that day. He saw Jevil talking with that strange man when Jevil came back, Seam recalled Jevil having a stare that was far away and a laugh that seemed uncaring.