Objectless

Expedition Traces

..."Expedition is a track record of the journey of a group of people who are looking for the existence of a thing or object. Expeditions also involve various types of humans as the source of the trail. Both the appearance of nature or climate change and the ecosystem of a place become auxiliary components in the expedition. So is the time as a notification of the length of an expedition held. Because the longer the time is achieved, the longer the journey. So that time becomes a measure in a particular expedition."

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The sun began to move slowly westward. The afternoon sign. Beautiful natural features appeared at that time, as an example of a phenomenon that often appears today is twilight. Dusk incidentally is an interesting natural phenomenon where the sun is parallel to the movement of the moon. The time of night will come when the sun begins to set and the moon gradually shows its form. Slowly but surely the light reflected from the sun turns yellow orange. It looks beautiful to decorate the entire natural universe of the earth and its surroundings.

The waves are seen to be tidal due to the movement of the moon. The pull of gravity magnets makes waves that were once large turn small. Fish in the sea also follow the movement of sea water. The bias of light reflected towards the sea makes the ocean more pleasing to the eye. Sirlia and Suna who were previously stranded in a state of panic turned calm and restrained. Both seem to start enjoying the atmosphere near this ocean with smiles and fantasies. For they know that what God has given them is an irreplaceable gift in good and bad.

"If only Hadad here might be a better atmosphere to look at….." Sirlia.

"You're okay, Sirlia….?" Asked Suna who was tidying up the fireplace.

"Let's go. I feel like everything that's happening right now just happened yesterday…."

"You're right, time goes by so quickly huh…."

"Yes.…. A few months ago, I was in the sand country doing work. But today I was in the middle of nowhere containing a small island and a vast ocean around it…"

"You've been to the land of sand….? The town of Yorokobi no Bunya isn't it….?"

"Yes that's the name of the village.. How do you know that……?"

"Oh yes.. I forgot to tell you…. I'm actually a prince in that country…."

"What.... prince…..? Don't-don't you……. His son Sando Arashi yes…..?"

"Absolutely.…"

"Why did you just tell me now….?"

"I'm sorry you got too carried away at the time…. So I forgot to properly introduce myself…."

"You don't have to bend like that…. I should apologize to you for not treating you like a prince in general….."

"You don't have to worry…. Because I prefer people who look at me as a commoner, not a prince….."

"But still.I still feel ashamed of not being able to realize that…."

"Look easy.… It's not my country, so you don't have to treat me like that either….."

"alright.… Ka. then please help the prince.. Eh I mean Suna…."

"Yes, please help Sirlia….. Back to the previous topic…. How did you get to be in the sand country back then….?"

"The story's long enough. I don't know where to start…."

"so yeah.…. You don't have to force yourself to tell a story that makes you sad….."

"Ti.it's okay…. It's also just my past…."

"But still you don't have to force yourself….."

"Yes.…."

After a long story, Suna began to understand the situation that Sirlia had felt before. He felt sad when he heard the cruelty that had happened to Sirlia. Because everything was done by none other than his confidant at that time, the Mysterious Figure. So Suna did not dare to say the name for fear that he would hurt Sirlia. Deep trauma like this seems to have to be overcome slowly and takes a long time. So Sirlia decided to travel to every state to heal her fear.

"It's so complicated, yeah…."

"Yes.I'm sorry…."

"Why are you apologizing to me…???"

"I forced myself to tell you something like this…. Though the person I'm telling you about is also different from what you know…."

"That's not completely true. Because with your story, I know that not every stranger is good…."

"Are you going to hate me for this story….?"

"There's no way you hate you for this…. Instead, I'm increasingly trying to help you eliminate the fear of that figure…."

"really.…? Thank you very much Suna…"

"You don't have to worry.As long as we can unite the forces, then we can defeat the figure…."

"Yes you're right…. Nothing is eternal in this world….."

"It's getting darker by the way, huh…."

"I didn't realize it…."

"How about you take a break first….?"

"Why should I rest first…? How good it is to rest too…. You must have been exhausted from having cast such a big magic."

"Yes you're right, but we don't know what will happen if we both sleep on this island in the middle of nowhere…. There could be a monstrous monster that would pounce on us at any moment…. (Not to mention I'm still curious about the magic aura behind the bush behind us.)"

"Yes too…. All right then I'll rest first…. Have good night….."

"Please.…Good sleep too….."

Sirlia immediately moved from her seat to her second beach house. There Sirlia lay on a soft mattress made of wood that had been woven specifically for the bed. Plus on the bed there is an artificial foam made in such a way with a mattress in general. There are two beds that will be used by Suna and Sirlia. The distance separating the two objects was about five meters away. When Sirlia tidied up her clothes and hair she slightly justified the position of the mattress to make it comfortable to wear. And after that he fell asleep very slowly following his eye bags that were exhausted due to solid activity for a full day he had done.

On the other hand Suna stood guard outside the beach house made of wood. He warmed himself with a small fireplace that he deliberately made right in front of the house. This spark devoured the wood and leaves that were near him. The light coming out is not so bright. With a radius of three to five meters only, so Suna still can not see anything beyond the range of the beam. But lucky they make this beach house close to the sea. Which the moon and sun rays will always radiate clearly to their place. But one thing that he was still worried about until now, was the existence of a strange magic aura that was right behind his back.

"Swooosshhhhhwir.….. Phew…….." The sound of the sea breeze sounded very clear.

"Byurrrre.…...byurr.rr……." The impact of the waves are not much but quite large in shape.

"Duhhh.…. The beach is so cold….. I forgot to bring a warm coat that can fight this cold…."

"Srasakkkkk.… Srasakkk….." Strange sounds were heard behind the bushes.

"What's that.….??? My feelings are not good….. I'd better check the place out first….."

Slowly, Suna slowly moved from her bonfire towards the origin of the mysterious voice. He did not want to wake Sirlia, who had fallen asleep. So he decided to go around the bush against the clock. And as he approached the place, Suddenly….