Somewhere, in a kingdom not very far from here, he walked.
He didnโt walk for too long, for as he walked, he felt intruded by everything unknown that passed. Words, sounds, expectations and asks were always too much. He stopped waking and settled. Feeling invaded, he decided to clearly define his own territory and erected, there, his castle. It was not the biggest, nor the most beautiful castle, but it was safe. The most important part of the castle was the single tower in the middle, high as it could be, and at the top of it, there was a single, small window. On the room at the top of the tower of the castle, the Five was born.
He decided to know everything about that castle he had himself delimited. Every corner, every brick of that castle should be known and kept. The noises outside it were too loud. Thus, the Five has it clear: what was his own, what was not. What he knew, what he did not. Since everything was unknown, and the unknown was always too much, he could only keep looking for a part of the unknown. The safe part, the unknown that was inside the walls. Because of that, the Five also could only keep reinforcing his walls. Not expanding, not enlarging. Just taller and taller.
At the top of the tower, there was nothing to fear, only to know. Nothing to feel, only to keep. The Five frowned, but no one saw.
Many fives walked that kingdom, always building towers. The fives with a four wing chose the best and the finest materials to use. Their walls of marble and windows of ivory had unique, unseen patterns ready to be understood in the fiveโs strange ways. Sometimes, for an eventual soul who passed by the castle, arcane melodies, followed by long pauses, could be heard from the tower, but nothing more. The fives with a six wing preferred stronger, greyer stones, that looked like other castles in the kingdom. From trying to know everything about the granite they used and about their own castle as their headquarters (intricately filled with the most complex tools) they try to establish a small stand for a market on the walls, but rarely show up.
Some fives developed a self-preservation instinct. Their lifelong dedication to their own castle created the strongest and safest walls, filled with spikes and pits on the outside, but also some goods and fine furniture on the inside. They are not the fanciest or most expensive castles, though.
Other fives, the sexual, created a rich and impressive space indoors. The rooms of the tower had some luxurious, but incredibly eccentric furniture, filled with tunes and old books. However, now of this is apparent on the exterior, that looks like a normal Five castle. Sporadically, these fives go out not only to look for some minor novelties for their own castle, but for some selected people that pass by, and are worthy of sharing the inside of the high and threatening gates of the castle.
Some fives, on the other hand, were mysteriously attracted by what they saw via their single window. The Social Fives enlarged that window, acquired a telescope and binoculars, and dedicate their lives to observe the villages nearby. Their castles have a huge inscription on the gates, that says: โBe brief. Say what you need. And I will help with which is in my reachโ. Although they are mostly known for this sign and the times they provided help in some unconventional ways, a rarely known fact is that most of these fives, sometimes, dress like peasants, disguise themselves, and walk to the villages as mysterious travelers, only to talk a bit and walk away to their homes again, invisible.
The gates still need to open...
