While San learns the worst way life would be like if he couldn't trust anyone else. A war of worlds
unfolds right in front of his eyes, experiencing firsthand the battles between your species of wolves and humans - who gradually began to suffer the...
His feet were heavy in the snow in that form. How San wanted to change to his wolf form. However, he did not want to hear complaints about having abandoned his clothes in the forest again, or about having snow all over the house coming from his paws. So he was just content with what he had, that was generally the philosophy of his father, who was fishing in the frozen lake at this moment in the past.
Seeing his old man's back, San approached cautiously so as not to fall into the snow again and wet his clothes. He touched his shoulder and sat beside him, watching the dark hole in the ice.
They were deep waters in the middle of the lake, there was not even a fish to be seen. So why was San's father still fishing there? Asked the fifteen-year-old boy. He spent a long time staring at the dark hole, looking for some answer to that question, he always did that. Even though he knew he could ask, didn't ask, he wanted to solve the riddle alone. It was independence that San longed for, even though he knew he needed help. This would be an important feature for the future of his actions, but this he did not yet know. Although his father already predicted this behavior from his favorite son.
“Don't need to stare so much, there will be fish, you will see.” Said your father, patiently. Something that San always lacked, which always made him anxious.
“But how do you know? You can't see anything ...” He replied with a small pout on his lips, something that always made the old man smile.
“You know San, I once read in a book of humans ...” The old man started remembering the exact phrase, but translating for his son to understand. “When you face the abyss, it looks at you too.” In the end the old man laughed ashamed, because he knew he had failed to make the sentence easier to understand.
That sentence made San lower his head to the hole again. Was the darkness of the hole the abyss? Or was it the very hole that gave fish to his family to eat in the winter? San had not understood at the time what his father meant by that. Perhaps it was better never to have understood.
“So this is a wrong and bad thing?” Asked even more confused by what his father meant. “Shouldn't I look at him?” He raised an eyebrow doubtfully. His father smiled thoughtfully in that act.
“I don't know, San ... I honestly don't know. But believe me, it is from this darkness that we take our fish.” When pulling the line attached to the fishing rod in his hands, a fish shone from the darkness of the hole in front of the boy's face.
San remembered that distant fact from the past, because at the present moment he had the same feeling of looking at the deep abyss of that lake. Looking into the eyes of the man that he killed. They were the abyss.
And he was looking at San now.
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