Blue and Daima walked alongside Blue Spirit through the dense forest, the air heavy with the scent of pine and earth. Blue's mind buzzed with questions, and he couldn't help but voice one that weighed heavily on his heart.
"Blue Spirit," Blue began tentatively, "before the Hiapong attacked, you mentioned going home. Where is home?"
Blue Spirit's gaze softened, and he paused for a moment before responding, his voice carrying a somber tone. "Home, my dear Blue, is not a place but a state of being. For me, home is where my journey ends, where I return to the embrace of death."
Blue's expression faltered, his eyes betraying a flicker of sadness at the thought of Blue Spirit's impending departure. "But why?" he asked softly.
Blue Spirit offered a bittersweet smile. "I have wandered this world for countless ages, witnessing its beauty and its cruelty. Now, as my time draws near, I find solace in the knowledge that my journey has been meaningful, despite its trials."
As they continued their journey, the dense foliage gradually gave way to an open expanse, revealing a breathtaking sight: a plateau adorned with sunflowers as far as the eye could see. Each sunflower stood tall and proud, their golden petals shimmering in the warm sunlight.
Blue Spirit gestured towards the plateau with a sense of reverence. "We're here," he announced quietly.
Blue and Daima stood in awe of the sunflower-filled landscape, feeling a profound sense of peace wash over them. It was as though they had stumbled upon a sanctuary, a place untouched by the chaos of the world.
In the midst of the sunflowers, Blue Spirit stood tall and serene, surrounded by others like him, each one unique and beautiful in its own right. Some had sunflowers intertwined with their roots, while others bore multiple green eyes and coats of pristine white fur.
As Blue gazed upon the scene before him, he felt a swell of emotion rise within his chest. Here, amidst the sunflowers and the gentle breeze, he found a sense of belonging he had never known before.
END OF CHAPTER 6