Heās been trying to ask for help with no real success. When heād finally get someoneās attention, heād just freeze up and theyād walk away. He ran for an hour looking and searching. None of it makes any sense. He wants to get out of here! He doesnāt like that he has NO idea of his surroundings. Nothingās making any sense and thereās no signs of his father, Ā Morriss, OR miyena. Heās called out for them moments before when he realized he was in this unfamiliar area, but heard nothing. Heās worried, scared, and heās confused. Itās written all over his face.Heās not the only one. Oh, he knows he isnāt. There were so many children around when he was searching. He saw so many kids who were younger and around his age who, too, were also alone. Heās not alone, but damnā¦.Heās so scared. He wants his family here with him. He doesnāt realize that heās shaking a little bit until he places a hand over his arm.
Calm down...Calm down, everything is going to be okay. His father would want him to calm, breathe in and out, and then look around. He would want him to process everything slowly. Allowing both hands to rest by his side, he closes his eyes, breathes in slowly, then exhales out. Good...Now....open your eyes...Look around and remember your surroundings, okay? Itās clear theyāre not here. What are you going to do? Thereās no use being scared, even if HE is scared. He knows he has to familiarize himself with this place. If he can do that then maybe.....heāll be able to find a way back home? Maybe the gods will favor his hardwork and send him back home to his family.
Okay, so he proceeds to continue on this path that heās started on. After some time passing, heās stopped. Heās exhausted and isnāt sure just how far he should keep walking. Angelescu breathes in once more through his nose and then exhales out his mouth, before taking a seat just underneath a tree. The pink petals from this tree fall and some of it even lands on the top of his head. His eyes are closed, hands are on his laps and heās listening to the sound around him. Heās so tired. After all that running and yelling, itās definitely taken a toll on his body. He lowers his head, brings his knees up to rest his head on top them and wraps his around his leg to keep him supported. His eyes are still closed, but heās still awake.
āI hope you are alright back home. Please be safe, Fatherā¦.Please be safe Miyena and Mister Morriss.ā Itās truly all he can ask for while heās here in this mysterious place. Maybe being here wonāt be so bad? Maybe then itāll give the people he cares about back home a breather. They wonāt have to keep hiding and running away...Because heās not there. He can only hope thatās the case. Ā