Chapter 1

Warm voices vibrated around him, he could see much, but the blinding lights blurred his sorroundings. A familiar voice kept calling to him. He couldn't discern any words, but he knew it called out to him. A sweet honey-tasting voice. As an almost instictual reaction he extended his arm to grab it. And just as he tried, it ended in the dark.

He opened his eyes to see a dark room. One he was used to, illuminated only by a single coiled candle. The dim but warm yellow fused with the dark wooden walls of his room, and as he arose from his bed, shifting his soft and warm blanket, his feet touched the wooden planks that formed the floor. It was cold, unlike his bed. He walked, taking large steps. The simple rough door was a little hard to open as he couldn't reach its handle, but its creaking sound was a rewarding experience to him. The boy was young, and even a little scared of walking at night. 

He ventured further into the living room, where he rested his cold feet on the furry rug. He persisted in his quest, finally reaching what seemed to be his parents' room, where they slept in a king-sized bed. 

"Mommy, mommy. I had that dream again" Said the boy, with a intrigued tone.

His mother shifted in her bed, as if trying to ignore his high-pitched voice. The father continued his heavy sleep. The boy insisted.

"Mom I wanna know what it is!"

The mother finally turned to face him, and with heavy pupils she responded.

"It's nothing sweet heart, sometimes we just dream things for no reason, go back to sleep"

The boy, defeated and almost offended, returned to his bed, telling himself he had to get a good night's sleep, as he would have to work hard the day after.

When the morning light shone throught his room, he was already up, getting dressed. Leyr always wore the same clothes, he didn't have that many pieces of clothing anyways. 

The boy left his room, put his shoes on and left the house, where his father was waiting for him. He was a tall but hardened man, rough around the edges, but sweet at heart. There they would take care of their crops along their dogs.

A younger boy suddenly came out and shouted, "Wait for me, I wanna help tooo!!!". 

"Raeul, you already know you are too young to help with the fields"

The younger brother kept shouting in an annoying beg "But I can still help!! Please!". 

But their father insisted almost amused by the young boy's commitment. " I know you wanna help, but its okay, the time will come where we will beg for you to take us instead"

Raeul humbly admitted defeat, and backed off being taken into the house by his smiling mother, who couldn't help but be enamoured by her husband's subtle kindness.