*I need to learn more*
Young boy: So... did it happen before?
Gerard: You mean the wolves? Yeah they came and killed the family of that bitch. Sir Gawain said he will handle it and when he returned he had a giant wolf on his back.
*So cool*
Young boy: Really a giant wolf! How big was it? Was it bigger than this cart?
Gerard looked at him shocked by his weird interest.
Gerard: Yeah it was...you are really childish aren't you? It's funny how someone like you became this well known.
*Childish? Of course l am gonna get excited for a huge wolf...l wonder what a wolf is. I need to ask if they have a place for me to stay. It's not like l have anything l can trade for a place.*
Gerard: You look different from the tales. This youngsters are always faking it.
Young boy: Tales?
Gerard: Yeah the tales about you. They said your sword was so sharp it can cut the reality, your armor so great it can't be pierced by anything, a face so beautiful you need to hide you wives from him...hahaha even if she wasn't dead l wouldn't have hid her from you.
*Did this uncle just called me ugly?*
Gerard: They said you are like a sun among the dark sky but look at you l have seen stones shining brighter than you...hahahahha
*Not my skin color...this uncle has the power of a foul mouth and years of experience on his side.*
His skin color was brown and yellowish compared to the pale skin of Gerard
Young boy: Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage.
*Woah let's go...wait a minute what if he just cancels the whole thing...l won't be able to learn anything at that point.*
Young boy:...sorry uncle it just slipped out of my mouth...
Gerard:....
Old man had a serious look on his face for an unknown reason.
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Gerard: hahahaha...kindness has it's boundaries too. Give them too much and they will always seek it...
*Is he threatening me? No l don't think so he isn't mad and this is just a statement.*
Silence covered the atmosphere for some time but it was destroyed by a tough voice.
Gerard: It's easy to say this to others but you know what they say a light of a candle doesn't illuminate what's underneath.
Young boy: Huh what is it do you have a son or something like that...
Gerard was looking beyond the horizon with his tired eyes.
Gerard: I have a daughter...you can say she is a weird one. She just can't talk to people she doesn't know...I tried forcing her but...She came back crying and shaking like a little rabbit...she is old enough to marry yet she can't even buy some coal from the merchant.
Gerard was stopping every now and then taking deep breaths to calm his nerves.
Young boy: why are you telling me this? It must be hard talking about a thing like this....
His sentence was cut in half
Gerard: She is only talking to that ungrateful bitch and John... John is a hardworking man and he helps me with everything...he is innocent and naive but he at least listens to me and tries to help me...You must have seen a lot in your life...you are young but everyone has heard of you so you must know a way...or at least suggestion.
*Suggestion?....I am scared of the unknown maybe her deal is the same thing...let's try this at least it is better than nothing.*
Young boy: Why don't you put her in a situation she can't escape without interacting with someone? You said she returned to you shaking like a little cat but there was probably a reason behind it...she knew she had a place to go. Put her in a situation she can't escape and then...
*She will face the unknown.*
He wasn't able to say the last one because of the old man hugging the young boy making him unable to breath with raw strength.
Gerard: That's it l knew you would know a way...hey it looks like you don't carry any clothing other than your armor...help me with my crybaby and l will give you some of my old ones deal?
Young boy: l....ca...breat...
Gerard: Oh here you go.
Gerard let go of the boy and patted his back a few times.
Young boy: You are the deal old man you would have killed al that wolves by yourself hahahah...and sure l am burning inside this think anyways.
Gerard: Yeah l can smell it...go take a bath when we reach the tavern...
*What's a bath?*
Young boy: I wouldn't say no for that.
Gerard: You should clean up too after all....you smell worse than a pig carcass.
They watched the horizon with their little eyes puzzled by the beauty of the nature and the young boy started feeling exhausted after all the walking.
Young boy: Old man...please wake me up when we reach there..
Gerard: Ughh the youngsters so fragile...
Young boy lay down sideways on the bench and pulled his legs up while using both his hands as a pillow...he felt better this way...is this nostalgia?
*Goodnight world*
Cloudy sky
Nameless grave
Stone wall
Bloody hands
The blank one
The hollow one
Stood in front of the grave
?: It wasn't your fault
Slow drizzle of rain washed away the clotted blood on his hands
He was holding something
Bloody saw
?: She is alive don't worry. They stitched her up
Wooden cross as a tombstone
?: This wasn't my fault. She said it was safe.It's not like l do this because l like it...right?
His words had no emotion or meaning
These were just the mutterings of a crazy kid