LO-D
Beginnings

TAN ...

When the memory of that one life verse is recorded again, we head to the story room long before it all happened. In that hill house flowed a demonic color that was so black.

"Sorry Tan, I didn't trust you until the end. But I'm grateful that you're still willing to help me get out of here" my mother said at the beginning of that time.

We are already in our hill house in Izmir, Turkey. Previously people from the Astrophysics section were chasing mothers. My brother and I managed to pull mom away from the city center. There was a commotion that was of no kind.

"What is that actually? That's another mother-made manuscript about the Moon?" my many.

I didn't realize that Mom made a big mistake. In his arms, taped tightly to a strangely enveloped book.

"Rey, get Tan out of here. And for you, Tan .. protect the girl named Dee. Whatever things you have to sacrifice, however, save the girl's status."

"Daughter of Lord Abraham? Dee our neighbor down the hill near the well? But, isn't that girl ... "

"It's like this is the last time I'm with you guys."

"I mean mother?"

"We don't want to leave our mother alone. What's going on downtown?" asked Rey who finally opened her stifled voice.

"There's a well down there, right? The girl, tell mom that she wants a way to stop this. As I recall, there was a plot of a dream ritual that his family used to be extradited in secret to the family."

Mother got up and the book she was holding fell to the ground. I was provoked to ask, "What is the family of the moon? Is mom being slandered by a family named the moon's family? Then the book ..."

"Tan, enough! Don't think too much! You have to save the girl."

"But ..."

"That's Dr. Alison!" exclaimed one of the men from the Astrophysics group. They suddenly appeared.

"Tan, Rey, sorry .. I have to push you down the hill. You'd rather die than see this."

"Mom's not kidding, is she?" rey asked the strange words of mother.

"Tan, from your expression it looks like you've realized what happened to your mother."

We avoided my mother. Those guys are still pretty far away. Mother tried hard to continue the intention of her words earlier. I'm crazy and can't think straight with a situation like this.

“Shouldn't have run away from Mr Abraham's slander! Mom once taught me to be brave as long as God is by our side, right?" I cried out in disbelief.

I was cornered at the end of the hill and no longer knew where to move to obscure my mother. Me who is still a green leaf is certainly very afraid of the time accompanied by the hill situation. Although not too steep.

“This is the business of a historian, you guys care what?”

“What is all this because of the accusations of the Turkish government so that the mother became entangled in frustration and tried to uncover the secret?” my question is getting fiery.

I don't want you to be a trigger for a commotion later. It was the first time I saw a secret manuscript with the letter LO with the letter D turned back to each other, tightly hugged by my mother. It was even more valuable than my son.

Mom narrows her forehead. I begged his empathy to rise from the moral burden he had borne. A ten-year-old boy like me also understands the meaning of the suffering of others. But my mother doesn't seem to understand.

“Prejudice mom blames them too much. It is my mother who does not like herself. If you hate yourself, who else will believe you? Is this the kind of life you want to teach us? Lost past betrayals and isolated from the future?” yell Brother Rey.

Rey's sister was far enough away from me and it was already under the hill. We were separated to trick the mother.Unfortunately it was a burden for the sister. I feel like my mother is possessed by a demon that could make her come to me.

It was the result of both of us's unnatural curiosity. Before we accidentally found the mother's stolen notes and books from the Vatican Library, that's when she found us naked in her mind. Mom was instantly engulfed in a hideous dense color. And then we ran away from something that didn't know what it was called.

“If only father was still in the earth's crust, seeing mother who threw herself away, surely he regretted dying first!” Rey sobs.

We were at the beginning of the plot of the dream of Dee's creation it felt like being driven out inwardly. Outside like a cat after stealing a fish which is then discarded by the master. It can be interpreted that mother was offended by the words of her brother that were thrown before.

Speech that reveals that he is not appreciated, not treated as a human who wants to be recognized by the world, nor the power to hold the anger that has been blown out of control. And exactly the same hypocrisy that goes smoothly.

“Didn't mom remember, a few seconds when dad's blood, gushed last time in Gaza?” Rey is increasingly hypnotized by her own feelings. Time that cannot bring back happiness before.

And then the feeling happened. Mother pushed me without a conscience. Spontaneous brother shouted long and in a state that was equally unwary, we were complacent and did not expect mother to do what I thought before.

Brother, a protector and shield for me during difficult times together, must watch me fall according to his anxiety. In that terrible beginning, my brother first went downstairs preparing to try his luck. Yeah, if only I could be saved by both of his skinny arms.

My body rolled loose and great. No sign of boils. It made my sister flinch. Panicked. Just half the ascent he took, lack of readiness and slippery steep land resulted in the wrong self-steering of brother. He's tumbling.

The distance of approximately thirty meters between us was eroded. Further away. While I tried to resist gravity until the foot of the hill greeted me. Rey is stuck away on a regular hill route. Little relieved.

At the end of the stop, there was a rock with a wide chunk stopping the pace of my body roll. It causes a pretty hard blow to the head. Immediately about to faint, Rey approached her sister when she managed to make use of the neat land.

I understand our failure. Though unconscious, I was still open. Rey's gripped. He saw that I was fine even though there was a slight flow of blood on my forehead and injuries in some layers of the outer skin of the limbs.

Rey emotionally tried to stroke my cheek in order to prevent her sister from dissolving into a small faint. The point is resuscitate but it's really soft. A sister's heart is sometimes deeper than a woman's.

“Ka-kakak?” raangu.

I try to make myself aware. The face of my sister looks troubled. Rey looked to the left and to the right, and continued without any change. Perplexities. The hill in our section is quite steep and difficult to compromise.

“You don't have to worry, Tan,” said Rey swinging calmness.

Always I was sure, brother's toughness gave me determination. My body was lifted and forced to be comfortable on his thin back. Slowly but surely. Keeping her cradle, Rey gasps while carefully switching points.

Find the appropriate route. While the sky began to thicken, the black thickened, spreading widely darkened the land above these clouds. So difficult that many times Rey's feet almost slipped. If it happens, not only him, but I will quickly meet the winged creature.

“Never blame the rain, Tan, whatever the reason. God knows better what needs to happen,” Rey said then turned her gaze slightly back.

He looked down at my very dear eyes.

“Rain is grace. It is better to pray when it rains. Most of us often berate the rain. Though rain is God's way of awakening us to think about all possibilities,” Rey continued along with a little carved smile.

I don't know, but I'm sure he's smiling even though my eyes are getting meaningless.

Then I said to the Creator of Nature, that this world of hatred and bloodshed might be more mature. And I could be in a much better life. Maybe three hundred years ahead.

Just like Dee's information about my mother's records that the police found. Before Dee and I wrote this story of our dream meeting in two parts.

Ibuki, I never thought I could be on par with Jin Ifrit because it could not hold the hatred of the Turkish people against him. Yes, a plain request from the nakedness of the heart. I want it to appear as fiction.

“I want my hair to grow. You can see a stretch of the works of the Natural Ruler in the world out there, Brother. Just hoping. Not wrong, right?” gusarku through the inner.

I can feel Rey smiling. It was as if he heard my heart. Mind touched. I felt Rey's body low. So did I.

“Sister, are you okay?”

Rey did not answer. I'm starting to get anxious. The leg movement began to fall apart. Brother collapsed and lost balance. I jerked. Rey tripped and caused us to roll back.

Our dragons are separate. My head, which had been hit by a rock, now seemed to be pierced by the uneven ground of the hill.

“Tan!” shouted suddenly Rey who still had time to care even though his sister was far absorbed. He also returned mute. After that, I didn't know what happened to my brother until Dee told him the horrible fact in the final chapter.

While I kept losing by gravity. The longer it gets tighter and there is nothing to hold onto. The situation is really gripping.

Seen at a glance by my unclear view, while continuing to roll, straight from the direction there is now a hole wide enough to prepare to devour. And right, a well where my brother and I used to take a bath.

And happened. The well has now been swallowed. My body received the well with a heavy heart. Bemoan.

Gyur …

My eyes are watching. Blurry. My gaze was covered by the dredging well water. Increasingly embedded. For a moment, my own conscience thought my body was dead.

Like a frog drowning in a well. A statement of its own implied. Where do the birds stop? Some strange things I started thinking of as clues to my mother's words. Reasons to protect Dee later.

“Don't hate yourself when you were born,” said Rey who stopped by in my memory.

A little nostalgia perched. Just a shadow.

“Our existence is not a sin that must be borne by mother. We choose to be human. If you want to cry, cry. If anyone forbids you to cry, he's evil! He does not understand the function of the human heart from two sides. But don't mourn the sadness. That's the most ridiculous action for *****self-* until it runs out.”

The memory was lost along with the continuation of Rey's words that came to mind. I'm like an uncontrollable mouse. I, who had reached the bottom of the well, could still see the light entering through the water.

The light indicates the rain has subsided. But empty blackened my brain. Feel bleak. And I truly believe that I am destined to be alone.

Maybe that's when, without realizing the air, a piece of paper flew in the wind through the window of our house. The rain fell and landed on the ground. Can still be read.

Such was the conclusion after Dee recounted the death of two children in the hill area of Izmir. A letter containing the reason for the hatred was born. A handwriting that explains everything about his Family Moon later.

Turkey, 2007

Today is cloudy

*AT 06.30. Local area time. The handwriting of God. For whom I don't know. Three days passed. When you're still withered. Tan's son. The butterfly is free to fly.

Just separated from the darkness of life. FAREWELL, being the abstract thing that most often shakes the surface of the human heart.

Don't forget to be happy. Standing in the dark is as tragic as remaining silent in the light, without anyone believing you. I realize, they're all the same*.

I've trusted them with all the heart I have, Tan. Butwhat? A life without freedom is just a void of infinite emptiness. If another three hundred years had been created, perhaps this would not have been the life of the mother.

You'll soon realize, I'm not as good as you think. Freedom, love, justice, trust, hah.

Dr. Alison

Hus …

The winds in March felt more alive than usual. Unfortunately, a pelontos-headed boy like me back then seemed to be in contrast to the wind chants outside. From the glass room in the hill house, only the smell of the grave.

The letter crushed the anesthesia of my previous sobriety. The freedom that mother meant, was what I would struggle with Dee later on in her dream ritual.

After the minute the killer shifted the wheel of my fate, the clock began to be tainted with a line of writing that seemed to engulf my intuition.

Despite life, the winds in March seemed colder than the previous days. Cooler than lies, more pointed than pain, fresher than stories of solitude.

But more alive than the last years of self-esteem against the women. I hope it doesn't happen again in the present.

***

You still healthy? If your heart is weak, then you'll read nothing but emptiness after I make it out of Dee's plot twist. He set me up for no reason for reasons I don't yet know. So just sit back and trust me.

Do you want to go on? Do you believe that love will be revealed wider than your mind? Unfortunately, winning doesn't really have to end perfectly.

There's a miracle that wants to be shown to you at the end. I hope you put up with the storytelling style that is full of understanding afterwards.