Aegis of the Sun

5. Rain in the Spring time

Once inside his room, Edgar paused while standing with his back to the door. He slowly made his way to his bed, sitting at the edge of the straw bed facing the tightly closed window. A warm oil lamp filled the room's light. He became distracted with that thing on the table next to his bed.

His brown eyes now flash against the flame. He forgot to turn off the oil lamp when he was last out of his room in a hurry. After all, the work of the guild is a major task for itself, as well as for the aegis of the other sun.

The man's right hand touched a small, gray knob that was like a gray cloud in the sky. Edgar rotated it until a fire lit over a fuse that had been burning until it was completely extinguished. Then everything went dark.

Edgar rose from his perch, walked up to the tightly closed window, then stretched out his hands, opened the wooden window wide, letting the light from the sun fill the empty room.

The hot wind that he felt when he left the market this afternoon, now he cannot feel it when it arrived at the guild. It was not that he was on the same roof with his other conspirators. But the sudden appearance of the sky was gloomy.

The man's eyes gazed heavenward surrounded by a dense gray cloud, covering the heavens as if he had hid the small city from the horizon. Signaling that it will soon be raining. Edgar was grateful that he had arrived at the guild in time. He did not want to bother running in the downpour that had hit his body before arriving at this place.

The sudden change of wind had also left the cold afterward. To blow the rotting, dry leaves right under his window after the man bowed his head out. He forgot the last time he cleaned that yard.

The outer view of his room, it was like a boundary between the exterior of the city and the silence of a tree line that directly led to a forest that was in the back of the guild page. Edgar's used to that view.

The gloomy sky steadily swirled over the small town that stood near its border. Rain will fall anytime. It was supposed to be spring, a long spring after months of winter leaving Ortania.

To be honest, Edgar was totally hating the seasons coming up short like this. But as it turns out, lately the rain never predicts when a gray cloud pours tons of water into that small town. Tania is like a city of gloom if a heavy rain falls on her. And it looks like it's gonna happen again when the sky is clear this afternoon.

Both ears heard the faint sounds of the people in the guild. They're like wasted rats, and it wouldn't be weird if Dryzell was able to pick them all up. And it just so happens that the old man is nowhere to be seen today. Horald and Judith aren't home yet. If they were both that, the dark-haired man already knew why they both left the guild to go out of town.

While Edgar was daydreaming, lost in the stillness of his tiny room, a drizzle came without him, and seconds later the drops of water falling from the sky turned into a downpour. Edgar was expecting that.

The good-faced man drew his long breath, and he sensed the petrichor filling his chest cavity and endeared him to the scent. The dry ground opposite his room was now finally wet from the pouring rain. Edgar breathed his breath away. No more sun odor was detected.

Since early this morning, the sun continues to rise. That's where Edgar has to hold on to his sunburn skin. His skin turned red after a long time.

The man looked back at the guild, trees as if happy as the universe gave it life. It's like an element of nature which cannot be separated from all the creatures on the continent.

"Are you feeling tired, Edgar?" Said someone who startled him. Edgar turned, and his back turned to the window. He intended to know who had just said something to him, but after his gaze gazed at the tiny room, he literally saw no one there but himself. His bedroom door has also been shut shut since she entered the room.

Where's that coming from? His mind constantly assumed that he wished he had just misheard and was merely a hallucination because indeed his body needed time to rest.

He muttered in his mind that there was no way he could mishear her just because he was exhausted. Is it a ghost? Or just a gust of wind came through his bedroom window, and he just happened to be lost in thought? All these questions flashed in his head about this mysterious voice that was clearly audible.

When his mind flew away from the strange thing he had just experienced, suddenly someone came into his room without knocking at his door. Edgar's heart leapt for a moment until it came back to his height knowing it was merely Fyerith.

The little blond-haired boy had grown accustomed to it, and Edgar didn't bother me at all. "Fyerith? You really surprised me." Edgar hisses on the boy who was actually a few steps away when his door was open.

"Um, I'm sorry, Edgar." Said Fyerith then. "That's good. It's been a long time since you walked into my room without knocking." Said the twenty-four year old man had thrown out his gaze.

"What so surprised you? Are you feeling all right?" Ask the boy to be concerned about his. Edgar shook his head in the end. "Nothing. I just, um. You know '? This rain causes me to distill the calm of the spring." Edgar says.

"Is that so." Answer the boy who then stood in front of Edgar. The man still turned his back on the wide-open window. "So," Edgar said back to the window. "What made you just break into my room, Fyerith?" It was now the dark-haired man who asked the eleven-year-old boy in the same position.

"I just wanted to ask you. Is it true you're no longer going to live in the guild? Liza just told me that earlier. So I'm off to see you about it." Said Fyerith looked up at Edgar, but the man paid no attention to the boy's gaze.

"Indeed." The answer was brief. "So does that mean you will leave the Aegis of the Sun, too?" Asked fyerith with all that curiosity. "You're overthinking. How could I leave this comfort house? I explained it to them, right? Just at night I'll go to my new place. The guild will remain my home. You understand?" Obviously Edgar on that kid.

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