People returned normal life after few days. Except Heracles, others didn’t pay much attention on what happened to him the things fell into oblivion. Aunt July turned busy with her business and used to be absent going to the town to do her job. Amelinda sometime went to meet him and talked but almost of the time, she kept in her room doing something. His mother still kept her daily routine, reading her books inside her room or under the eave in front of their building where she could smell and watch the roses. Lena sometime went out to buy something for the meals and the rest of her time she kept staying in kitchen to prepared meals for others. Heracles felt really bored he didn’t have many things to do in home and always felt alone. Sometime, he went to see his mother in her room. Sometime, he found the way to meet Amelinda and asked her what she was doing then later left. The remaining time, he spent to sit under their eave in front of their building watching the Old Gardener working and enjoyed birds sing or fell in sleep.
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A carriage appeared in the distance on the road passing. It kept moving and heading toward Heracles’s building. Heracles at the moment was sitting by the round table under the eave outside their building. He absently looked in the distance and caught the sight of the carriage. He followed it. The carriage kept going and stopped outside their rose garden’s fence. The carriage’s door opened, a boy walked out. Heracles realized the boy at one. He was no one but his friend, Gwen. As soon as Heracles and Gwen’s eyes touched on the others’, they grinned.
“Hey – Heracles!” said Gwen loudly, hurriedly made his way to Heracles.
“Gwen – What are you here for?” said Heracles, rushed into his friend. They met the others at the middle of the aisle between the rose Garden.
“I come to meet you. It’s so bored after we left Hippocoon land. I seem have nothing to do. How are you? What have you been you doing during the vacation?” said Gwen, bared his teeth grinning.
“Nothing,” Heracles said deeply, “It is too bothering. Let’s come to my room. I have something I want to show you.”
Heracles led Gwen to go. They got in his bedroom after that. They headed to the small table placed by the window. They sat down.
“Someone sent to me a wooden box few days ago.” said Heracles in deep voice.
“What is this?” asked Gwen quickly.
“A present.” said Heracles shortly, staring at his friend.
“But – what is the present?” Gwen squealed impatiently.
“It’s a suit called Nemea suit.” Heracles stopped again, still kept looking at Gwen.
“Nemea – it make me remember to something.” said Gwen. “Uh hm, the Nemean lion.” he spoke up, “Do they have any relation?”
“Yes, they do.” said Heracles, “The Nemea suit itself was made of the Nemea lion’s hairs. Can you believe it?”
“I doubt it.” said Gwen.
Heracles chose not to speak. He stood up, walked straight to his bed, picked up the wooden box then brought back. He put it on the table, opened it then took the parchment out. Gave to Gwen the parchment, “Read it.” he said.
Gwen received the parchment, kept silent for a while to read. Later, he raised his head, looked at Heracles. “There – don’t have the name of the presenter.” he said.
“You’re right. It’s one of strange things there.” said Heracles, “I have to tell you that it, the name was still there, on the parchment as I got it.” he stressed, “However, It faded and then vanished almost at one when I and Amelinda took our eyes on it. Do you feel it a little weird.” he stopped, looking at Gwen, “Why did the person need to hide his name? I mean why he wrote his name and then made it to vanish. It’s so weird.” he lamented.
“What you just said is true?” said Gwen, frowning. “If it’s the things happening, the person is too weird. There had no reason for him or her to do it.”
“As like you I also don’t find any reason.” said Heracles in deep voice.
“Whatever, where is the Nemea suit. Let me see it a little.” said Gwen excitedly.
“It vanished, too.” said Heracles heavily.
“Vanished,” Gwen raised his voice as high as he could, stared at Heracles by the pair of eyes opening widely. Heracles raised his head, looking at him and said: “Yes, vanished. It vanished after I put on it. It’s an amazing suit, a magical suit. I must say it.” he stressed, “Haven’t you ever see any suit or hear any one which automatically wrap on your body after you touch on it. No, I can ensure that you haven’t. It’s unique, an unique suit that’s what I got but it didn’t stay with me long time it faded and then vanished, too as like the name of the presenter.”
“So weird.” squealed Gwen. “The person’s so weird.” he squealed again, “So what happened and what did you do after that? Did you find where they went to?”
“No, I didn’t – we didn’t. I and Amelinda have tried all the ways to find the suit and the name but we couldn’t find any trace of them.” said Heracles seriously, “We stopped discovering them on the day but I – myself can’t stop thinking of them.” “Therefore, I tell you and hope you can think of something.” he added.
“I think you should put the things asides because this time I came with something more interesting.” Gwen lowered his voice seriously, “I plan to take a travel and I want you to go with me.” He stopped, looked at Heracles a moment then stood up, walked straight to the door, opened it ajar. He peeked out to take a look then turned in, pulled the door back, latched. He hurriedly walked back to the table, pulled his stool near to Heracles then sat down.
“I found it in our attic.” said Gwen in whispered voice. His space ring suddenly lit up then a roll of old brown parchment appeared on the table.
“What’s this?” Heracles said at one.
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