It was a lovely morning and he could see why his father might have chosen this gang. He was quite young and yet he was a being who often understood a lot while at other times he felt as though he barely knew nothing.
There was a slight knock on the door and he knew it was time. He had not thought a lot during the evening and he left it to his capabilities and his ability to analyze and decide just then.
“Come in.” He gave a call.
“I thought you were just sleeping.” Rafael was smiling.
“No, my dad took that away from me. So what do you think I would decide?” Golmak did not move from where he stood and kept looking at the sun. He was able to think more clearly from that point he could see.
“I think you have chosen yes for an answer.” Rafael smiled back.
“Yes, I want to know who killed my father and why. I want to know the matrix and I want to move the way my father would have wanted to move – like a vagabond for no place seems to be safe enough for a loner like me.”
“You don’t want to be in one place since humans seem scarier than what lies outside in the world. Well, my boy, I must say then you are in the right place. Come.”
Rafael smiled bright and invitingly.
The boy knew the pull and something said he would find his purpose sooner or later.
This, Golmak took the ship.
To start learning.
To keep roaming.
To make a mark.
Snehashree is a content creator by profession and writer by passion. She is a storyteller, poet, and abstract artist besides being a content writer. She has published her works of poetry on Amazon and several online magazines. She moved into full time writing after spending a few years in the healthcare industry. A solivagant and an ardent animal lover, she regularly crafts interesting articles for her blog - TST.
When not writing, she can be found reciting poetries in poetry clubs, teaching kids the art of poetry, and reading avidly. You could visit her website and chat with her on Instagram.
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