“Of course, I know the way. It’s my job. However, there has one position the position is not place you can reach on.” said Dean. He bent down and rummaged something inside wood box laid on ground under the table. Later, he picked up an old rolled parchment. Putting the parchment on the table, he unrolled it. There is nothing but a map. Let Roger see the map, Dean pointed at a red cross on the map. “This is the place.” said Dean, “Don’ you see? It’s not the place you can step on.” he added. Roger didn’t talk he kept silent looking. The red cross Dean was pointing on stayed at the middle of the sea. It’s not island or land it is all the sea. It meant if any of people was transferred to there, they would be dropped in water. “You should be praying for the children not to be moved to there. If they were, you and even I would be in guilt for whole the life,” said Roger unhappily.
“I’m very sorry.” said Dean.
“I’m not the person you need to apologize.” Roger raised his voice, “People who you need to apologize are Heracles, Gwen and Amelinda if you have the chance. If you don’t have,” Roger stopped. “You maybe spend entire your remaining life in prison.” he stressed.
“I know.” said Dean shortly. Smile had not appeared on his face for minutes.
“I will take this map. Don’t you mind?” said Roger.
“No, I don’t.” Dean answered.
Roger turned, slid out from his seat. He planned to leave but he stopped and turned back. “Dean” said Roger; “Yeah,” Dean replied.
“This is for the children.” said Roger loudly. He punched Dean in his face. The punch was too strong. It made him step backward, smashed into the shelf behind him then fell down. Ryder saw it. He immediately rushed to them, grabbed on Roger’s hand.
“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” he cried. Roger ignored him. “Are you okay boss?” Ryder added, looking on Dean through the table.
His face winced because of pain Dean crawled up, groped on the shelf. He looked crumpled. The noise seemed to be broken and bleeding. It’s really hurt but he tried to speak. “I’m okay. Let him go.” he said hardly, raising his hand up hinting Ryder to release Roger’s hand. Ryder did and stepped aside. Roger looked on Dean for seconds then turned away he left. Dean kept looking on Roger’s back till he passed the hanging double door. He plopped down. “Are you okay boss?” the voice of Ryder in the pub.
After coming out of Dean’s pub, Roger quickly made his way leave the town. At a deserted place outside the town there were a arboreta and Roger was there. He made walked into the arboreta. He went in it deeply then stopped. “Show up Silverwing.” he said. The sound of hooves rang. Something white gradually appeared. It’s something looking like a white wing. Later, the creature owning the white wings stood in front of him. He reached on its head caressing. Then, he found the way mounted on it. “We go.” he said. Silverwing stepped, sped up then ran. It spread wings, flapped then flew up. They got higher and higher. Later, they flew pass the treetops, continued heading to the clouds, and then vanished inside them.
***
Far away from Heracles’s home, there were place Heracles was staying in the moment, Aunt Calliope’s wooden house. Heracles and Gwen were taking a nap. It’s been days they didn’t go to their garden to work. Aunt Calliope and Amelinda still didn’t come back. The house turned deserted and gloomy. Except the time using to eat and drink, almost of the daytime they kept staying in their bedroom. Sometime, Heraclee went to the living room and saw Lily standing in front of house looking forward the village with the worried face. However, he didn’t bother her letting her alone and turning back his room.
***
“Heracles – Heracles, how long are you going to sleep? If you continue sleeping, your friend, Amelinda would die.” that is a familiar voice.
“Who? Who are talking?” asked Heracles, looked around.
“Turn back. I’m behind you.” the deep voice spread out again.
Heracles promptly turned his way back. “You,” Heracles spoke up but he stopped. In front of his face the moment, a giant lion with golden fur was lying on ground. “I don’t understand why someone who possesses power like you have such a weak soul.” said the lion.
“What do you mean? I don’t understand. Furthermore, who are you?” asked Heracles curiously.
“You have been enchanted. Your soul is too weak.” said the lion, ignored Heracles’s queastions. “You can not remember me and you even can not remember yourself. I am disappointed.” it added.
“Forget myself, I? Are you wrong?” Heracles raised his voice up, staring at the lion by uncomfortable eyes.
“What’s your name?” the lion said slowly.
“My name… My name is…”Heracles turned confused. He couldn’t speak out his name. People called him Agassi but he felt that it was not his name but he also didn’t know any other.
“Heracles, it is your name. Remember it. This the last time I help you to find yourself. Now wake up.” the lion shouted.
Startled breaking from his dream, Heracles woke up and sat up at one. His face turned dull and his mind was empty in seconds. “What’s the lion? What did it call me?” he muttered to himself, trying to remember what happened in his dream. “He called me.” he stopped, knit the brows, “Heracles!” he spoke up. “God! Heracles, it’s my name. Why could I forget it.” he lamented. His face distorted in pain then he suddenly remembered his friend. He quickly turned to the side Gwen on other hand was still sleeping in peace. He reached on his arm, shook.
“Gwen,” he called, “Wake up, Gwen.” his voice urgent.
Opened eyes Gwen sat up, innocently looked at Heracles. “Is it time for dinner Agassi?” said Gwen, yawning. He sat up but still very sleepy.
“No, it’s not but you can not sleep anymore, Gwen. We have to leave. Amelinda seems to be in danger. We have to help her.” said Heracles clearly.
“What are you talking? Who is Gwen and who is Amelinda? Why does she need to help” Gwen said fondly, looked at Heracles.
“Listen,” said Heracles, put hands on Gwen’s shoulder, shook it. His eyes looked straight into his childlike eyes, “My name is Heracles and your name is Gwen. My friend is Amelinda. Here is not our home.” he added.
“Agassi, what are you talking? I don’t understand.” squealed Gwen, strangely looked at Heracles.
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