The Gatekeeper - Chapter 12 The Truth

Sigmund was kneeling next to the wounded boy, in his hands a wet rag and next to him a bucket filled with water.

“Earth to Glynd,” Sigmund called out to the still dazed friend of his, “are you even listening to me?” Sigmund said as he rose up to go to his dazed friend.

*WACK*

A load wail ripped out of Glynd mouth as he rubbed his sore hand.

“Why did you hit me?” Glynd yelled at the boy in front of him

“Be quiet,” Sigmund said sending a piercing gaze to his friend. “anyways what wrong with you, you’ve been acting like a log since we found the boy.”

“Nothing.” the blonde boy responded with a fake smile plastered on his face.

“You really think I’m that stupid,” Sigmund said as he untied a pouch from his belt.”Now that there’s nobody here spill the beans.”

“What beans do I have to spill to you,” the blonde boy said to his now sitting friend.
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“Seriously Glynd.” Sigmund said as he stuffed his mouth with nuts from the pouch “You can choose not to trust me but just so you knowI will find out what’s going on with you.” he said while pointing to the now sweating boy.

“Sig you…”

“Let’s not talk about this.” the sitting boy said, “Anyways what do think made my mother so scared like that?”

“Um, I wouldn’t think too much about it like your mom said, all we have to do is wait till we get to Eintreet town,” Glynd said while stretching his hand into the pouch. They both seemed to reach an understanding as neither of the boys talked.

Sound of crunching could be heard in the small tent as both of the boys ate, nobody wanted to talk at that moment, they were both staring at the wounded boy as if he would have all the answers. The wounded boy had light pink hair with barely noticeable white streaks running through his locks, he had a small nose as well as a small mouth, the boy had thick eyebrows that perfectly accentuate his closed eyes which had thick eyelashes. Overall the boy could be said to be a manifestation of beauty other than his weak physical stature.

‘Upsilon can you do anything to wake the boy?’ Glynd asked his silent companion

‘Yes.’

‘Then do it.’ Glynd hastened the construct. A small stringlike light started wrapping around the boy, the light was not seen by Glynd or Sigmund as it congregated around the boy’s stomach. The string-like light made its way to the boy’s mouth, the light entered into his mouth and then disappeared. The comatose boy suddenly opened his eyes pain streaking over his face as he tried to get up.

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Magic the power that courses through our every being,

It radiates off all things.

Once thought to be powers of the gods,

but now we possess them.

The longing to obtain power like those of the moon.

The longing to obtain longevity.

We long desired for such gifts.

The Sages led and we followed.

Guardians of this holy clan.

To be like the great Sages is the desire of many.

The seventh of the Sages ascended.

Master of his law, above his fellow men.