Travel Stories
There (will) always be a new dawn

It had been almost an hour, but Kay was still stuck there, as if she no longer had the strength to just stand up and continue her intentions. The yard and terrace and the various outside parts of the house are neat and clean. Even the various waste cleaning products have been neatly stacked outside the fence.

"Kay, Ray knows this isn't easy. But you've come this far... Putting it off will only make all this heavier..."

Kay breathed a heavy sigh. Although reluctant, he was unable to deny Rayna's words that echoed in his mind.

"*That's it, Ray. Let the green boy alone first until he finds his heart..."

"But they've waited so long, Bo, and.."

"It has. Quiescent. Don't talk too much!"

"Huft, you son of abo! old, ugly, still a demon. Worth*..."

And the two of them were getting more and more active with each other, but for this time, Kay just kept looking at the door in front. Like it, he has to face it. He knew that indeed only he would be able to send the spirits of his parents 'home'. Kay just doesn't have the strength of heart to do it yet. He was only able to sit on the floor of the terrace, hugging his knees with all his might as grief grew in his heart. He did not even notice another figure present and looked at him.

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Slowly, the clouds marched and spread out, spreading out in perfect formation, moving over the pale moon and negating the few remaining rays. Provide flexibility for the animals of the night ruler to be more alive in their wildness. Without manners, eliminating all their usual strategies, loitering around and raiding trash cans that can't even hold a fraction of them and barking them all up on the outskirts, it gives off a variety of stinging smells.

But the little girl with the two braided hair looked unperturbed. The dark of night that enveloped the various forms of buildings and disguised them into various sinister forms that brought fear to the heart of even the bravest man did not bother him at all. His steps are steady down the cement cast road that is perforated in many places. His little hands occasionally touched the various walls of the building along the way. His small mouth sometimes struck an indistinct tone, chunks of notes from various types of songs that were somehow titled as he moved further into the ruling darkness, along with the increasingly rare houses and various buildings...

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As much as Kay's energy trying to hold the sobs that burst out, pressing the chest until the pain felt. The middle-aged woman standing before him could never be forgotten. Her gentle smile was still the same as Kay remembered all along.

"Mother...?!"

The woman smiled wider. A drop of tears flowed down without being able to resist as his hand expanded and pulled Kay into his arms. His hand gently stroked Kay's trembling back in a spilled sobbing.

Kay's cry was unstoppable. The soft voice full of reprimands but covered in love was blasting out various memories and slowly able to calm his heart. Kay was unable to speak, she just shed all the things she had experienced and felt all this time through crying.

Slowly, the woman's figure pushed Kay away. The smile that never escaped his face widened slightly.

"I don't remember raising a whiny kid like this like this." - God, trying to make Kay see his eyes.

Kay laughed a little in her tears. His heart warmed and gently, he took the hand of the woman he had longed for and regretted since his departure, and kissed her.

"Well, we're home, Mom. Kay's sorry, it's been gone too long..."

The woman smiled wider. His seemingly kind face was full of understanding.

"Are you not angry with Mom?"

"Kay's sorry, Mom. Kay couldn't accept everything that happened to our family back then. But now Kay understands..."

The woman laughed softly and hugged Kay tightly, then slowly kissed her as she slowly, her body seemed to decompose and disappear with the air.

It's time for you to move on, son...

The voice rang deep in the mind, resuscitating Kay from the dream that had just ambushed. Ray and Abo were still fond of cursing at each other, and apparently, he was still sitting while hugging his knees while looking at the door of the house that he did not dare to open. But now he's ready...

Finally, after a long time, Kay understood what you said first, the thing she liked the most when trying to calm her child who was sometimes violent and had to face severe problems.

"Remember, Kay, although the sun will sink at the end of the day, it will definitely rise again tomorrow. Whatever happens, the night will be wiped out by morning, son..."

Well, even though you're talking weird sometimes, Kay can understand that now. And whatever happens, he has to face the "night" before morning can come. And slowly, his lips began to chant incantations. His heart begins to become crystal clear when understanding and acceptance take hold. The force that was inviting the storm started to move from the depths of her, yet somehow, this time nature was not crazy. The wind that came blew out the various floral scents and was as warm as the early summer breeze, gently and comfortably caressing the night in a melancholy softness. Encourage Kay to walk and accept everything that happened before. Leaving Ray and Arborite agape, Kay enters the house...