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“Someday, the stars will align and make a path leading us to somewhere far far away without no way back.” CHAPTER XXXVIII: The First Entity in the Other Side of the Country; An Unlikely Betrayal A COLD DEAD wind swept past the three of us, making the two wake up of their senses. The trees, the thirsty river, the water deer, the uneasy horses were here in the heart of the forest with us, almost confused. I thought it would take a longer time but good news it did not. We hopped a few steps back from the deer, our senses alert again. My hands began to shake a little more aggressively now as my head pounded. There could be no way it talked. I saw the other two get their own defense, as if they had been awakened from a hypnotic spell.

Last Updated : 2021-11-03

XXXIX: Warning From Northeast

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“One can keep a secret. Two can keep it too. But if something goes off the circle, one’s secret is the whole world’s too.” CHAPTER XXXIX: Something Blew Off; A Warning From the North-Eastern Fraction A HUGE ROOT came flying at us from the air. Several minutes before I thought I could almost consider giving up, a huge chunk of root reached us. I traced it with a look, the prince did too — which was evidently exhausted now. And when we visioned where it was coming from, I almost cried. “You look like losers.” It was the old man, Houlio Merto.

Last Updated : 2021-11-04

XL: A Fairy Glows

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“There was sweetness in the air and an eerie warmth in the heart, scraped knees and a few tree stumps. A night deprived of glimmer could be a night worth a single star.” CHAPTER XL: A Reminisce of Home; The Glow Behind the Trees “SO FROM THE East, you think we are already almost at the very center of the country?” The map of emptiness was laid out over the ground, the fire was giving it enough glow to be read even though there was not really any content written in it. Houlio Merto nodded at my question, then drew a not so straight line — more like a path which we seemed to have followed from the witch’s tree house. He drew on the map using the cool ember of a stick.

Last Updated : 2021-11-05

XLI: Storm & A Herd of Bulls

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“The storm will pass, but the droplets of water shall remain. One needs sunshine, to completely forget the dark.” CHAPTER XLI: A Herd of Bulls; Scram! A Storm Is on the Way A DEAD MORNING swept in the next day after. The winds were cold — blowing Southwest. In the thickness of the forest, came nothing but endless ways of trees blocking the view ahead. We were wearing quite but not completely thick clothes for the day. I had mine in dark brown, the prince’s was black as well as Houlio Merto’s. They were wearing boots too — up to their knees. Meanwhile, I had none. The horses seemed to have taken enough rest which was good news since we could not really afford to delay anything right now anymore. Unless we necessarily

Last Updated : 2021-11-06

XLII: Tunnel Invites

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“But a hole is going to lead you somewhere deeper. And if you thought you had stumbled over it by chance, I am afraid you are not getting the point. No one ever thinks their purpose is a coincidence.” CHAPTER XLII: The Tunnel Underground; It Is Inviting Us In THE RAIN STARTED to pour harder and heavier, and as much as we did not like to, our clothes as well as our loads ended up drenched in water again — just like what happened yesterday afternoon. It could not be helped. The clouds be damned. “Robin, faster! You are suspending!” the prince yelled at me as he thought I was getting a little bit left behind already. I wiped my eyes using my wet arm as I tried to clear my vision.

Last Updated : 2021-11-08

XLIII: Dragon Eggs

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“Once you fix yourself into something, or at least have your eyes brush past an idea of your interest, things would never be the same anymore.” CHAPTER XLIII: The Light from Dragon Eggs; A Scrap Page Closer to Success QUITE IN THE far pitch of darkness, extended a hollow entrance. It was about ten feet far before the path broke into three smaller holes, leading in three different paths. I glanced at the prince, and the prince to Houlio Merto, then to one another, before the two of them say in chorus: “Now, this is interesting.” I stopped them. “Wait, wait for a second.” They looked at me with a questioning reaction. “You’re going in

Last Updated : 2021-11-09

XLIV: A Talking Treasure Chest

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“A maze without a roof is like a choker on the loose. You are viewed suffering, but as long as you see the sky, you are forever freed.” CHAPTER XLIV: The Talking Treasure Chest; Robin Molth’s Bag Is Stolen IT WAS FUNNY. We were like kids trying to figure out what was going on under an ant colony, and how do we try to disturb it. We were like goofy, careless kids just trying out stuff we often get curious about, and then head home with hands emptier than before. “I never thought we would figure something like this on the way!” the prince exclaimed, almost tittering from so much excitement. I smirked. “Technically, I was the one who figured i

Last Updated : 2021-11-10

XLV: Thief and Garden

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“Under the light comes darkness. Under the storm comes light. Everything true is made absurd by the idea of impossibility.” CHAPTER XLV: A Thief of Possessions; Spoken Underground Garden “Don’t give me that stupid look,” the chest came again. After several moments of not saying any word as we stared at it with bewilderment, he finally got the cue to get bored with us. It could only take it to polish its nails as it waited for us to talk, probably giving us a bemused expression. “I mean, after encountering several, I am used to seeing a lot of peculiar things around this country now but…” I mumbled quietly. “How could a treasure chest possibly

Last Updated : 2021-11-11

XLVI: The Statue in the Pond

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“For where the love begins is where it ends. If there was but none to love, there was none to hate. And if everything is not capable of being loved, then nothing can ever be ruined.” CHAPTER XLVI: The Statue in the Pond; And To Everything That Talks FROM THE POKY room of dirt, the treasure chest instructed me to pick one of any of those glowing eggs from their stand. Albeit skeptical, I walked to one and tried to reach, but before completely touching it, I looked back. “Will it do me something bad?” I asked. The chest quieted. “Well, not exactly.” “What do y

Last Updated : 2021-11-12

XLVII: Conviction and Odd Tone

A Train to Kokoshi/Giona Lebraco

“But a family is built by compassion for other people. And in your case, it was not if. You are merely building one without it.” CHAPTER XLVII: A Warm Welcome; Strong Convictions and An Odd Tone “COME, COME!” one called in the air to us. All of a sudden, the place glowed and I started to hear the cheer and greetings from everyone. Now, some objects were pushing us into the village, as if trying to make friends now. The nymph was smiling as she followed behind, walking delicately with bare feet. Instinctively, I turned to the prince, who was shrugging, and to Houlio Merto who was letting himself loose. They looked at ease. “You must have had a rou

Last Updated : 2021-11-13

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