Chapter 37 (1/2)

Chapter 37 – Leaving the Sea (2)

After he walked for half a day from the beach, shi+ra Yashura found a small pathway A reyish painting world When he followed it, the breezes blew against his face, yet the pathas the only guide he could use to enter the island

He walked down the pathway that ultie, seemed so froe

However, this village was void of life There was nobody living here yet, the shops seemed open for business and the houses’ new laundries basked under the strong ht, occasionally moved as those wet clothes blown by the tender wind shi+ra could see recent activities here but couldn’t find any clue why there was nobody at all He found no sign of the village being abruptly deserted either

After he brought hie, the truth suddenly dawned upon him

The village was a replica

A realistic greyish world filled with details, but still a replica nonetheless

shi+ra wanted to see his fae And at the same felt some reluctance Then later hesitated and didn't wish for it any longer Fortunately and unfortunately, the pathway didn’t guide him towards it

He was eager to see his own hoht if he walked farther through the guiding pathway he e The one with life, the one inside the colorful world, and the one with people; which he should call them as a family

So he followed the s as the time passed by, eventually led him toward the peak of Badril Mountain

A fa hiate, there was a strange nostalgic feeling deep inside his heart

It was the roaring lion emblem The symbol of Yashura Family

And then, he found out that the gate wasn’t locked He entered the mountain peak And to his amazement, shi+ra saw a scene of wonder Thousands of colorful tiny paper cranes filled the peak, blazing and floating around like particles of rainbow fireflies, looked as lively as ever been It was a happy scene that slipped inside a dull and discolorful world

The youth couldn't help but gave them a faint smile as he approached

At the center of the peak, there was a cerarave shi+ra realized that the paper cranes were circling around the lone grave in a peaceful festive Appeared to console the poor spirit buried beneath the cerarave

He crossed the crowd of paper cranes with care, afraid to disturb therave

“Here lies the prince of Yashura Fa man we ever had, the last of Yashura bloodline, and the dearest son of reat injustice in order to sacrifice himself for his beloved mother”

There was no narave Nor identity of the one rote the epitaph on the tombstone

shi+ra knelt, ree

“I’ a bad father for you I’ht for ive you and your mother the happiness you both deserve I’ your useless father can do now is giving you a proper burial and wait here till my time come so I can meet you and your beautiful late mother”

“And please don’t worry about karma and sins you committed in your lifetime I’ll take the whip of punishment for you All you need to do now is take a break and rest in peace

“May the Heaven forgive us and give you the happiness you have searched all these years

“Goodbye, my ard little prince”

shi+ra Yashura touched his face after reading the e on the tombstone A line of tears wet his cheeks

He didn’t knohy he felt heavy inside his chest Intuition told hi to do with hirave was this

“Are you done reading it?” a tired sound asked him out of nowhere

shi+ra wiped his tears and turned around