(traducir) Origenes del Rey Hueso

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Origins of the Bone King


This images flashing in my mind are the precursors of trouble, but this time I'm prepared. I'm ready and my mind can get calm.

No regrets in leaving this place now. Everybody knows I would disappear and what to do when it happens. They will conquer any obstacle and they will grow even further from now on.

They will be happy thereafter without me. They will forever remember me even so they will no longer be my kids.

Now everything will reset. Here in this small room I start to get some clothes on.

In the flashes I see a group of kids, 3 of them. I see them from above and it's a kind of abandoned building, a library.

They bring a fuel lamp and they seems happy to found what they are after, just below my viewpoint. It's a bluish round mat with yellow, once golden symbols and letters, it's an emblem with an heraldic shield in the center.

They surround it and I see they look like street kids wearing old dirty coats, yet they still are shaking from cold and their breath condensate. They open a child's book and open a page, with the same emblem on it on the cover.

The shorter kid, maybe a girl, start to read the book and another hold close to her the flickering lamp.

Oh jeez, with every word she says the compulsion to jump there feels like a crescendo in my spine.

Quick check, I got everything I need in my sleeve portal, I make appear a coffin and a skeleton on it. Yes, I'm ready, no need for dilations. I put a letter on the wooden little desk, my last will. That's everything.

I sight. I say to me that I'm ready one more time but deply I know I'm not, I'm never ready, not once.

After so many lives, changes and many legacies left behind, it's the memories and the people the hardest to abandon. But reality doesn't wait for anyone, nor the compulsion, it doesn't matter, nothing matters.

A new world awaits for me. New kids needs my protection and leadership. They are calling me, just there, on the other side of the flashes.

I see the mat once again and realized where I saw that emblem.

I pick from the portal a stravagant victorian style blue long coat with the same emblem on the back, and put it around my shoulders

I say again to my heart - I'm ready!- and sight.

- It shouldn't be so easy to left a family behind forever.

- We'll be fine Master. -a cute voice claims from behind the door of my room.- Go save them as you saved us.

So you noticed it my little shy girl. You're making this painful and harder as to have to say goodbye, but this is better for my uneasy heart. It should hurt.

- Tell to the others that I will be always proud of all you, but you should make you proud of yourselves. -feeling hurt but free I say -Thanks sweetheart. I must go.

Before she could gather any more courage I jump, vanishing in a small implosion. Here we go again.

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