Life is a desert.
Man can only wander, aimlessly, ever parcher.
Meandering under the blazing sun to wither away slowly.
Maybe this was how many had lost their lives.
Yet, there are oases amidst this desert.
In oasis, there's blest.
Indeed, man only live to search for that blest.
And I currently, is in midst of that oasis.
A particularly soft oasis.
One that changes shape at touch, giveth a soothing warmth.
And a fair aroma with a scent of happiness.
In it rises two mountains, twin peaks, and between them a valley of
paradise.
I can never leave from this place.
I shall live here forever.
But in spite of my thought, a voice came from above.
"Hey, Rudeus, really now.."
Rain down from the heavens a voice, jolly but bashful.
The heaven that grant this oasis to me.
What a glorious heaven!
I will laud heaven of every praises and glories.
But in that moment!
"Ah, Lilia, may I trouble you with the boy?"
Heaven wants to force me away from this oasis!
It's a test.
Turn me away from this warm, soft oasis, into that parching desert.
How could I accept?
Giving my all I hanged onto my oasis.
This oasis, my purpose of life.
Ah... Even so, how terribly cruel.
My meek limbs failed to cling onto my oasis. I was pushed away.
Youth's endless deserts stretch endlessly before my eyes.
My once filled heart suddenly lost its sustenance, only scars remained.
Why must the heavens place such hardships on me?
I can't hold on.
It's all over.
I'll shrivel and die.
But in that moment, a ray of light shone.
"Understood, Madam."
Suddenly, an oasis before my eyes!
Heavens have not yet forsaken me!
This heaven, differ from before, yet matching in size and shape.
Warm, soft, full.
Ah, this time I'll stay forever.
"Em... Madam, Rudeus-sama seems to be..."
"What is it? Lilia."
"No, it's nothing."
"How odd, Lilia. Okay, over here."
"Yes, Madam."
Again, a test.
A whirlwind.
Powerless once more, I was blown from my oasis.
Returning again to the desert.
How this parching desert toys with me, leaving me empty.
I can't hold on, this time I definitely won't make it. I really meant it.
"Here, Rudy. It's mama~"
But soft, what yondered beyond my grasp?
My oasis, I spied!
Who knew that the whirlwind that took me would return me to the original
oasis.
The heavens had yet to abandon me!
"Really, why does the boy always..."
To be surrounded by this warm, soft oasis once more.
Yet, one day, I would be taken from it.
Because heaven is harsh, and the world a desert.
That's why for now, to my heart's content, I must enjoy this oasis.
"Hey, Lilia."
"What is it, Madam?"
"I been meaning to ask... do babies always knit our breasts like that?"
"... No, I don't think they normally do that."
"Of course, maybe it's hereditary?"
As I continue my monologue, my hands keep massaging Lilia's and Zenith's
ample bosoms.