Now – and after a second it's done. A second, and there's a force in his hands, a force that comes from far away, from unknown places , a force that's the core of the worlds' balance.
He knows that force, he's known it before, he can feel it as it flows through his hands and goes where he wants to.
A second, a sound, a result exceeding all his expectations. And the strange, filling sensation of giving birth to something, something new yet familiar. Like discovering again a gift you had forgotten for too much time.
And he likes it, the feeling of knowing exactly what he must do, the wonder on their faces. The wonder on the boy's face, so pure as his feeling always are. And the look in the eyes of the other man, the one who always notices what shouldn't be seen. It's like ha was seeing him for the first time. And he would like to ask that person: well? You see, I didn't run away, this time. Are you proud of me, now?
He looks at them, he smiles, he's excited, he's surprised by how easy it was, he's pleased, he's satisfied with himself. And while he's so intent in realizing all of that, he misses the only important thing: he's also i happy . Happy, for many reasons. Happy as he breaks a promise to keep another, that hasn't been spoken yet.