Blue Fire: The beginning of a true warrior

10 Eps: Hidden Sorrow

It all feels futile.....

It's like going into a cave, and not knowing the way home. But who would have thought, luck was on his side.

That spot of light by itself draws closer to the Ace hand.

When touched, the lake water moves. Raise Ace's body to the surface. Time seems to count backwards. All the events that happened, returned just like the time before he entered the lake.

Stand before the lake gate. Sighing fatigue.......

"Hufff..... Where am I?.." said Ace.

It was exactly 20:56....

For hours he fought on that lake. He thought it would take him all this time just to dive into a lake.

It might be true. The lake is also quite deep. Surprisingly, there were no marks or wrinkled skin on his fingers. His body and clothes were as dry as before he threw himself into the cold water of the lake. Same with the hair on his head.

That moment was the end of his story. Pinched his cheeks, the skin of his hands, trying to make sure that it was not a dream that seemed real.

What a great fortune. Which cannot be obtained by just anyone. A very unreasonable thing, inexhaustible thought by him.

From a distance, he saw the old man standing looking at him. Staring with a blank look, while putting both of his hands into his sleeves.

Run him to the old man. Up there, he immediately hugged the old man tightly.

"Hmm... untie me.." said the old man.

There are still a lot of things that Ace has to go through. The old man simply looked at his face, while hiding his sadness.

I wanted the old man to tell the truth, but did not want to violate the principles of life he made himself.

In his heart the man always said, "is this the end of our encounter ?..... No.. No. It will probably last a long time. But I don't know when."

While walking towards the resting place, Ace was ordered by the old man, to return to his room.

On a lonely night, only befriend a lantern whose wick soon disappears. Ace was sitting on the bed, thinking about something that felt hard for him to understand.

Tokkkp.... Tock.... Tock.... The sound of the door being knocked.

The door was opened by him. Seen before the door, the old man, with a gaze that did not change at all. Looking at each other like confused people.

"Hmmm.... Come with me." said the old man as he walked.

Just gawking at the confusion, he followed every command.

He told Ace to sit in front of a dining table that was not too big with short table legs.

On the table, there were only two white stone bowls with flower paintings beside the outermost. Inside it contained a warm soup, whose aroma pierced the nostrils.

Sit them in front of the dining table. Staring at each other, he followed every move of the old man. While holding the bowl, Ace also holds the bowl. And so on, no need to explain in more detail.

"Aces........ After this, rest well. There are still some things and challenges that you have to go through" said the old man.

Ace simply nodded as he confirmed everything the old man had said. Seen by Ace, who was stealing glances, while bowing his head, the old man's face looked sorrowful.

"Hmmm.... Teacher...., are you okay?.." asked Ace.

Shortly thereafter....

The old man, holding back the feeling of sadness, tried to toughen up, so as not to look suspicious by Ace.

A flat face, as well as a glassy eyeball, slowly tried to say the word, which felt heavy like lifting weights.

Occasionally he turned to his side, taking his eyes off Ace's face.

Pretending to wipe his face with a cloth in his hand, while hiding a tear that had fallen slightly over his cheek.

Stretching his neck, sitting in an upright manner, with his chin raised.

"Aces...... There are some things you should know." said the old man.

--"*Sometimes, what looks good, is not always true. Sometimes things look bad, not as bad as you think......."

---"For that, be careful in judging things......"

---"Follow your little conscience......"

---"I want to, you don't let your guard down. Look around you. Lots of things are still a mystery*....."

--"*Never be carried away by emotions for a moment, for....... It'll put yourself in danger...."

---"Perhaps, after we've separated, you'll forget my prank....."

---"One thing I want from you... Keep pursuing what you think is right... Leave out all the things that only disturb your heart's feelings*..."

---"Be a strong Ace..... As your parents might have wanted .."

Ace lowered his head, with ears always ringing the old man's words.

The atmosphere was back silent. Just stare at each other, then lower your head. The feeling has begun to be restless, not feeling good.

Fill the remaining bowl at the end, quickly devoured by Ace. Laying the empty bowl was not left, telling the old man that he wanted to rest.

He stepped into his room, with his heart still tapped with some valuable advice.

Arriving at his room, he locked the door tightly, then leaned behind him on the door. Just staring with a mind filled with a thousand questions. What's with this feeling ?... Maybe Ace did something wrong or something. He does not understand everything at all. All she could see was the sad face she saw in the old man...

Slowly moving towards his bed. Laying his head, while staring at the lantern whose light had begun to disappear. Slowly he closed his eyes, flying towards the beautiful sleeping flower.........

The wind that blew through the sidelines near the window, shutting off the already unexpected lantern fire.

Dark.., accompanied by a gust of night wind, fast asleep himself, on a bed that is not too comfortable.

The next day.......

At 09:00...

Ace opened the window door, which was already knocked on by the little bird on the edge. Bright sunlight, entering illuminated his little room..

Ace stepped up, got out. Seeing the old man standing in the middle of the field, waiting for Ace from 06:00 this morning.

Hurry up he ran towards the old man.

To be continued......