Share
Wept
But suddenly the priest stopped walking and turned around. Alea was coldly scared. Was the priest wrong? Would she be punished by Zaizura after all for her insolent thoughts? Her fingers tightened painfully. The priest glanced at her. He reached out his hand with the wooden plaque ... and handed it to her best friend right next to her.
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then her friend collapsed before she even read the name on the board.
Alea bit her lip. Tears welled up in her eyes and she could hardly overcome her own numbness. She finally managed to hug her friend.
"Hroenka!" She whimpered over and over again. It was her only son. He had only just turned nineteen.
Alea took good care of her best friend, hoping to clear her guilty conscience with a good deed. But every time her friend sobbed again in her arms, the relief secretly stole her sympathy, and Alea was ashamed of the selfish poison of the heart. Why was it in her chest of all places?
Related chapters
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Dreams
But Raen's dreams turned out to be right. In the following week, the Hyaunset suer received the relieving news from Shari that everyone had been waiting for."The war is over!", The Setna sent him through his aun. He immediately called the clan council together and passed on the good news. The people fell into each other's arms, relieved, and in the light of the autumn sun their fear dissipated like morning mist. The whole clan was preparing for the arrival of their warriors with increasing exuberance. Everything was spruced up nicely, and even if there were hardly any leaves left on the trees, Hrauna also emerged again in all her late autumn beauty. The sun warmed the clear, fresh air and pushed the nightly cold of the approaching winter from the woods back onto the distant mountains, which were already covered with snow caps. Not the smallest cloud disturbed the deep hyacinth blue of the sky on the day when the warriors finally should arrive in Shari. It was the day after t
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Dark thoughts
Raen followed his father's request. After finishing his work in the kitchen on a very cold winter's late afternoon, he went up to his parents' room in the residential tower. He was about to knock on the door when he heard their voices from inside."Some people never leave their choir, why do you want to travel?" He heard his father ask.“It's just a request, Roman! Let's at least visit my sister in Rinpal. I want ... oh, how many times have I tried to explain it to you ... "There wassilence."Roman, I want to see what's behind the mountains, I want to be out and about, and see other things!" The plaintive sound in his mother's voice worried Raen. He was still listening illegally at the door."And then? What are you doing after? Do you want to see more and more, travel more and more, sometimes here and there, and leave the place where you are needed! Are you not satisfied with your life here? ”“ Yes, of course I am satisfi
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Silent agreement
Raen woke up with a scream. Confused, he looked around, but finally found that he was lying in his bed in the nursery. He sat up and pressed the heels of his hands over his eyes. He had dreamed something bad, but he didn't know what anymore. Only his father's voice boomed ominously through his head: “It's a secret, Raen, and you must never tell it, you hear! Never! ”Since the evening that this conversation with his father had taken place, Raen had strictly kept his promise. That wasn't difficult for him, as he hadn't dreamed anything special since then, but his trust in his father was still shaken. Raen avoided him wherever he could and instead sought the security of his mother.But something had changed. The dream he had just had had been different from usual, he felt that. Raen closed his eyes tightly. 'No, I will not break my promise,' he said to himself. 'I must not disappoint my father!' He began to bob his torso and let out a pained groan. Andra stir
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Hypothermic
Raen felt fine since talking to Hyaun, but the bad dream kept coming back. Every evening he bravely fell asleep and shook off the creeping fear in the morning together with the leaden tiredness. He tried not to let it show, but soon his exhaustion was written on his face and he often just fell asleep during the day. Loenka's suspicions solidified and he decided to speak to the boy about his behavior at the next meeting. Another event, however, thwarted his plans.Because the next day Raen's mother went into labor and everything was mixed up. There was great excitement when Alea, who was sitting in her workshop, started to feel pain. She was quickly taken into the birthing room and the door closed again on Roman's nose. Again he had no choice but to wait. Raen and Andra sat next to him on the bench and pestered him with curious questions, which he gladly answered, thankful for the distraction.It was getting dark outside and there was still nothing in the birthing room.
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Snuggle
But the next morning didn't bring any relief either. The bright light of day only made it all the more brutal to see the fact that Alea was no longer alive. Meanwhile, her body had been taken to the temple, where it was ritually cleansed. Roman had accompanied them and then retired to the Upper Sanctuary. There he had completely collapsed. Richol and Loenka had stood by him with the sensitivity that a mourner needed. In the course of the morning Roman had finally found some sleep in one of the small side rooms after Loenka had given him some Veda to calm him down. The priest, deep in prayer, watched over his sleep.Raen was lying in his mother's bed with a high fever. He was fantasizing. The harrowing events of the previous night had simply been too much for his slim, small body. The old medic sat next to him on the bed and changed the cold compresses around his calves at regular intervals."It's my fault," he heard t
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Immortal soul
Roman squeezed the girl and took a deep breath. "Your mother is dead," he said straight out. "She will go to the ancestors of the winds." Then he was silent.Andra felt her father's tears fall on her hair. She was crying softly, too, clutching his arm tightly."My little girl, just cry, just cry," she heard him say. His deep voice sounded comforting in her ear.There was an oppressive silence in the Shari-Chorten. Everyone knew how strong the love bond between Roman and Alea had been, which had now suddenly been broken. So surprising, overwhelming and devastating - for everyone a reminder of the vulnerability of happiness. A terrifying hint of fate, in the face of which every human being had to humbly bow in its little helplessness. Zaizura had demonstrated her power!In the main room of the temple, Alea's body was laid out in front of the altar. Her body had been wrapped in a red cloth from which only h
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Infinitely alone
At noon Roman went to the tailor's workshop to pick up his jacket. He was greeted warmly. It hurt to see his wife's former workplace - without her. Like all the other rooms in which Alea had been and exuded her sympathetic spirit, this one now also seemed empty and deserted. Alea's best friend came up to him, she too wore a red scarf around her neck in memory of her son Hroenka, she was holding Roman's jacket, which she had reworked for him. Roman silently took the dari and put it on. He now had, according to tradition, red laps and sleeves below the elbows. The red glowed ominously in contrast to the black of the rest of the clothes, but Roman nodded in satisfaction. He wanted to wear this red as long as his grief would last, even until the end of his life! He left his second dari and thanked the seamstress. Then he left the workshop, which again bitterly reminded him of how often he had come and gone here. As soon as he was outside he was overcome by heartbreaking grief. He gave a
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Time....
The night passed its apex, and Raen was still sitting stiffly in front of the statue, the shadow of which reached gigantic under the roof. The flickering light of the few, still burning lamps gave Hyaun liveliness, and in front of Raen's tired gaze it even seemed as if He was breathing. Again and again he slipped almost imperceptibly into sleep, only to start again immediately, full of fear he might have dreamed something. Desperate, he threw both hands to his temples and begged Hyaun for help. “I can't do it! I can't do it. I will bring mischief again. Please help me! ”Raen wished disaster would come for him next. But nothing happened, neither one nor the other. The boy held up bravely until the early hours of the morning, when he finally lost the fight against sleep and his eyes finally closed. And of course he was dreaming.But the blood horse did not come to him, and the door to the future also remained firmly closed. Something else visited his dreams.
Latest chapter
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Legacy
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Warrior
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Death message
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Shiver
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Her tears
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Higher graduates
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Seventh heaven
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Much sought after
- War of freedom.. War is inevitable Smile
