Vol.8
[8 years later]
It's been already a year I'm isolated in this mountain. I as an individual carry the whole guilty and pain. I couldn't comprehend what I did was wrong the time before when I was being misled. Everything we see as right isn't the righteous, I feel loneliness, ending life is neither right nor wrong, it's just escaping from all guilty, my misdeeds, I can't escape from them. I don't want to return, I don't have to return, everything is messed, I can't even rectify. I missed them, I miss my mother, I miss my sister I miss that person, I remember the time I experienced with them, I don't now when I even can see them again.
Fleche was laying in the cottage that's located under the mountain where he used to live for 4 years. He looked at the hourglass. "It's time to go out" he mumbled. He picked his sac which was filled with some books. He stepped near to the mirror. A man with full beard and messy curly hair appeared in the mirror. it made himself afraid of him. he hadn't shaved his face for 4 years, keeping full beard and messy hair to disguise himself from everyone not caring female will attract to him or not like he used to be previously wanting to bewitch all girls around him to flirt everyday with much talks, giggles and lustful poems. He already had given up having fun around girls being their playboy. Currently his one and only ambition was helping the helping to mountain jasper people.
He was slowly scrolling along in the road watching around the beautiful view of green environment. The pretty butterflies were floating in air like flower petals, they displayed how beautiful the nature is. The fragrance of flowers was blowing inside nose tickling nostrils. The elegance was breathtaking. No one leaves Jasper once he or she entered to the paradise.
The lifestyle of Jasper citizen was simple rural. The don't chase the wealth and power, they were united as much as they were harmonious living as a her of elephant helping each other's, working together taking care of all in a peaceful environment. Merely thing they didn't have enough money to achieve some basic need such as sanitary, hygiene, clothes and education. They were poor but their relationships weren't poor. When Fleche arrived there, they having a hell like life, without foods, water, clothes and medicine. Since they didn't hurt him, he wanted to increase their life style. He started his first step as a blacksmith to earn some money. He made many metallic items and earned money selling them in Jasper town. He bought garments, agricultural equipment, equipment for pottery, books for Jasper citizen. They distributed those all facilities and items to those poor citizens freely. They delightfully started to do their lives as self-employed with his help, after that they developed them to do together everything as one group of colleagues.
Jasper people frequently praised Fleche for his kindness, for these four years he took his blood & tears together to improve the lifestyle of Jasper citizen, he wanted the see the happiness in those small children's faces providing them better education as noblemen & women getting in the Westland and behaving arrogant maltreating low caste people bullying people who weren't smart like them.
Even he reminded the place of Westland, the sentiment of disappointment tries to invade his brain like a heavy storm. He didn't want to hate the place where he was born. He hated the loath that was storming around as a tornado there making the highest level of frustration. It was more precise that he knew himself well what he did there wasn't right. This made him not to have a glimpse of there again. He still misses the feeling of having the affection and caring of his mother and sister. Even he wanted to visit , talk and have some time together with the person whom he appreciated there more than ever, he wasn't sure that person was still there for him.