Love Barrels And Werewolves

He Doesn't Remember

It may be true what Mr. Darto said. Unexpected events often come to life. After trying desperately to forget the powerful memories, the figure who wanted to be forgotten was now right in front of the eyes of Laras. The man who had wanted to kill in mind, in fact still looks healthy with a stocky body.

The barrel stays in place for a while. His heart was claustrophobic, his eyes heated up staring at Lion who looked like an illusion. He knew it was real, but why couldn't he say hello?

Standing between the worries made Laras want to run away. He misses, but maybe the man ahead wants more if this woman forgets everything.

Until it reaches the point Baras can not control themselves. He almost turned around and ran as fast as he could. But suddenly his eyes caught something behind the trees. White-colored wild animals that are not foreign.

Surprise is approaching Laras. After Lion, now the white wolf that made him drift in the river is also seen at the same time.

He was silent for a moment. Thinking of the oddity that might have something to do with the reason why Lion erased his memory. Instantly Laras awakened.

Not wanting to look obvious, Laras decided to act ordinary. After taking a deep breath and disposing of it slowly, the woman's hereafter descended. Catching fish is like an initial intention.

Laras looked indifferent, ignoring Lion who had been paying attention. Until there was not a single fish that Laras caught, slowly the man approached.

Lion handed over one big fish he caught. True, it did not come without cause. Rather it wanted to ascertain whether the memories actually disappeared from the Barrel.

However, Lion's concerns are not evident. Laras was silent staring at the fish and Lion's face alternately. The line on the woman's face looked confused.

Until after a while. "Who are you?" Baras doesn't remember Lion. Pretending not to remember.

Lion's eyes widened to hear Laras no longer recognize him. A selfish feeling. He was relieved but also sick and desperate. Deep in the heart of this man wants to be known, forgotten by loved ones is in fact this painful. But this is also his hope. The barrel completely forgot.

"I've never seen you around here. Are you a hunter from another village?" ask Baras with the expression made as usual as possible.

Not wanting to look surprised, Lion scratched his nape and immediately nodded.

"Ah, I expected." Laras nodded in understanding. After that he continued to look for fish that swim nimble. "Then you better go. Hunters here wouldn't like it if they saw another hunter in their territory."

Hearing him made Lion unable to behave as usual. Real if Laras doesn't recognize it, and it's a relief. Yet again, being cast out like this made his heart suffer. But even so, this man still agreed.

Lion left after nodding. There are no words or sentences. His tongue was too muddy to mention the name of the woman in front of him, or just a thank you. He left the beloved woman with a huge hole created.

While Laras, he still busied himself trying to shoot fish in the river. But unknown to others, tears kept flowing down his lowered face. Not only did Lion feel pain, this woman was also very hurt by the circumstances.

After a long time Laras lowered his head, he finally decided to dive. Instead of trying to catch fish, he now hopes that the tears on his face are disguised. Sure, some can't see her crying.

The woman came back soon. His face was wet. It is indistinguishable where the tears and where the river water is attached. His eyes swept around, Lion was no longer there. The trees also seem empty. The white wolf was invisible.

Baras decided to get out of the river. Being there will only make her feel more uncomfortable. Not the fish that are obtained, just the reality that is slashing.

The woman entered the house and closed the door. His knees suddenly felt weak, bones seemed to disappear could not support. The heartbeat that was held was now released just like that. Even the sound of crying that could not come out, was now released.

Wounds, loneliness, feelings of guilt, and longing mixed into one. He wanted to hug Lion right then and there, but could not. Out of nowhere, the white wolf looked evil in its eyes.

"He really wants me to forget it" Laras murmured with tears still flowing.

While deep in the woods. A gray-haired wolf walked over with an empty heart. After meeting Laras, his feelings became incoherent. He who had almost accepted the reality, in fact can not be ordinary when the woman no longer remember anything about them.

He continued walking, hoping to return quickly and busying himself with the affairs of the kingdom.

But when he was still walking full of emptiness, suddenly an arrow shot across right in front of his eyes. He took a moment. Only then did he see a bow that stuck firmly in the tree.

A black copper arrow.

***

Life is not just about walking in a shady forest. Behind the ice-filled mountains, a white-haired wolf was facing its master.

Hearing the subordinate's words, the woman above the throne smiled widely. "So that woman really lost her memory of Aira?" The man before him immediately nodded. "It turns out Aira's moving fast."

Irly, the woman who should have been the queen of Fantasiana smiled with a meaningful look. Thinking of how his plan had been going so smoothly without a hitch.

"Then give the king a warning. Have you prepared it?"

The man in front of Irly nodded while handing over an arrow. "It's a well-forged black copper."

Staring at the pointed object, Irly felt a wide path open before her eyes.

"Then it can begin. We'll be very busy after this."

There was no answer other than a nod from the subordinates in charge of helping Irly.

"I'll go back to Fantasiana and get rid of the whole fire there."

Soon, the rebellion that Irly had put together from the beginning could finally be carried out. After waiting for so many years, the grudges that had been hidden could be resolved.

Who would have thought, if the drift of Prince Fantasiana at that time was not a mere accident. Even about Aira's lost memory was already planned.

Until at its peak, finally all plans can be done.

Irly stared blankly into the air with an excited feeling of satisfaction. "Maybe it's too soon if I'm satisfied now. But soon you will be entirely ours. Poor fantasiana will turn into a snow-filled kingdom."