Late at night, Gel was awoken in her sleep; she was sweating profusely, so she got out of bed.
She went out of the house and straight to the well, she washed and cooled down her face.
Before she could go back inside, she noticed that the place was actually really beautiful at night.
Specially when the three moons illuminate their radiant beam down below.
A few moments of gazing at the beautiful sky above, she could hear the distant cries....
Tonight the wolves were out and about howling at the moon, and it echoed in the entire Lonelywood Forest, as if to answer the moon's calling, they howled and howled, singing a symphony of lonely tunes.
She shivered in thought; it was the same when she and her mother were running away in the cold...
She hurriedly went inside and got under the blanket; she found comfort under it.
The others were deep asleep as if they had no care in the world.
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The next morning they were woken up by August; she had gotten accustomed to his early morning routine by now.
The boy was too diligent in doing it; he won't miss a single beat as long as he is healthy.
Though lately they voted not to do morning exercises since it was still summer, and he agreed with it.
They need to actually start pretty early at least two hours earlier than their usual morning schedule.
Her and Betty were pretty close now like two long lost sisters and they were always left with taking care of the garden fields, the house and the outside village.
The boys would go out to hunt, although they would mostly leave Bren to us.
But now they took him with them into the forest to hunt, under the cover of darkness.
It was just a couple of days ago, when August gave him a dagger and a custom made wooden spear with its tip made from the tusk of the Big Boar.
Actually he gave all of us daggers made from the tusks of the Big Boars, it was actually a miraculous thing as to how he even made it.
We never really saw him working on any of it does he even know how to do this stuff?
And a few weeks ago he also got a pretty cool-looking gear; when we asked him where he got it, he only gave us a pretty vague answer.
He even dared to smile and just walked away.
He looked pretty unsure on how to say it; he has too few words to say when he wasn't confident about a topic and wouldn't share with us too much, though he did teach us a lot of things.
I actually want to give him a pretty good smack in the head, but I know he could slap me unconscious if he really wanted to; hell, we could all gang up on him, and he would still win against the four of us.
I can't be mad at him, though, since he was like a savior to all of us; he saved us; we owe our lives to him.
And even after saving us he didn't even bother kicking us out of the Village, he even taught us how to farm and survive.
But what about us?
We couldn't even do anything remotely similar for him, specially when we learned last week that it was his birthday, he looked pretty sad and our hearts broke, we are too useless.
We were unprepared.
*Sigh
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She also got up from bed, she looked at August, the lad was changing to his hunting gear.
After he noticed someone staring at him..
" Wh..wh...whaaat? wwwhhy.. are you staring at me.. is there something on my faaaace..?"
Oops... it looks liked I was staring at him for too long.
" No, not at all, You guys be careful out there okay? "
"Oh...sure thing."
He smiled. :)
Ahhh, he looks too cute.... Ahem, calm down, Gel.
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Well, Betty was also staring at her, and then she looked at August and then back to Gel.
*Sigh, get a room, will you?
She could only shrug her shoulders and shake her head, and they all went out of the house....