Knowing Jericho
(( Raven's own thoughts and feelings about Jericho... This is not intended to ship Love or something... :/))
(( hope this ain't a total bs))
Jericho... He is so mysterious to me. I may be mysterious to most of the people I've met, but Jericho is my mystery.
After defeating the Brotherhood of Evil, all the titans started returning to their places. But the five of us had to do some more tasks of arranging the Titans communication network. Last time Beast boy was sent to Jericho to give him a communicator, this time I was sent for the purpose (The Boy Blunder thought I could spend some relaxing time in the Tibetan mountain summit of Jericho's residence).
Jericho never spoke. He couldn't. All that could be known is he lost his voice when he was very young, his mother died, and his father was injured (identity unknown).
He never even needed to speak. He felt himself as a part of the surrounding beautiful nature. The silent contemplative nature, which never needed speaking.
I had been trying to understand his nature being close to him. And as more as I discovered his tender pacifistic nature, I found he never compromised with evil. He loved each and every leaf of the tree, the flying birds of the sky, and his eyes filled with the essence of contentment.
He made me realize, Divine beauty can't be expressed by words, and needed not.
His eyes spoke of all his emotions. And... His Guitar, his life.
He never had a mentor. He grew up all by his own. Though I have a greater tendency of evil in me, but I got a guidance in my first life.
So pure is his heart... how inferior I am to cleanse mine like his, being so much benefitted than him?
Jericho, you are truly an ideal to me. I wish to know you more, and learn to know my soul better by your guide.