the four horsemen

New start

-Wake up, Moris, said the harsh and quite manly voice of the maid.

-Two more minutes please… he said as he rolled in his sheets

-NOW! cried the maid as she swung open the curtains, letting the sunlight come inside the room.

Moris hated when she did that, but it was probably his mother that asked her to do so.

His days were all prepared at the beginning of the year, from the second he woke up to the second he sleep.

He hated that life, but he couldn’t do much about it.

The only things that he liked was archery and riding horses, and only because he was good at It.

He hated everything he wasn’t good at.

He either needed to be good at it from the beginning, or he would just simply give up.

He tried to run away many time, taking a horse, a bow and some arrows with him, to live a free life, alone and independant.

But he never made it further than the limits of his family’s land.

Until he got a younger brother.

He was his polar opposite, he was hard working, and especially talented at almost everything.

The maid stopped waking him up.

Mostly because his little brother would be already awake at that time and fully dressed.

Then one night he tried to fly away again, but this time he met his brother on the way.

-Why aren’t you sleeping? he asked, clearly surprised to see him.

-I just wanted to say goodbye bye to you, since this time you are obviously gonna succeed, it’s your...he stopped talking for a second, like he was thinking.

-I lost count anyway, he said at last, and it’s not like it matters, you’re living, and no one will bring you back.

-What are you insinuating, little brother, said Moris, trying to look menacing.

-Oh please brother, you really think you can SCARE ME.

He was menacing.

Moris knew that if he tried to fight against his brother, it would just make more noise than he wanted to make.

He never won a fight against him.

-But anyway, he said like nothing happened, no one will come for you, father and mother have been waiting for you to try and leave one more time, because you see, they don’t need you anymore.

Moris stood there, in shock.

What he was saying couldn’t be true, and yet, he knew, somewhere inside him, he knew it was.

-Goodbye brother, don’t die too soon.

Moris woke up to the sound of blades colliding.

-Oh my oh my, said the voice he was so familiar with, the one that gave him nightmares.

What an energetic child we got here, aren’t those blades a bit too dangerous for you my dear ?

-Let me show you how dangerous he can get, snapped another voice, clearly angry, but why in the world would she be, and why was she here anyway.

Moris thinked for an instant, he knew this voice, but he couldn’t get from where or when.

He didn’t know how long he was here, there was no window, the only light he got was from the candles in the corridor, and she would turn them off when she would leave.