A gentle hand rocks your shoulder, awakening you. You look around to see your brother sign some words to you
"Let's go, we're here." He gestures to look out into the snowy mountain. You get up and grabbed your bag. You have no problem maneuvering since the bus is mostly abandoned because barely anyone drives on a narrow road on the French Alps.
You both get off and see the temple before you. The temples name is Beforus, and it's used for monks to teach meditation methods to the public.
Just what you need. Peace and quiet. As you enter, monks are all humming in circles among themselves. One of he Monks greets you and allows you to enter a room their head Monk.
"Ahh yes the Makaras. How delightful to have you both here. How goes your vow of silence dear brother?" He gestures to Kurloz and he signs some words.
Kurloz had come here when he had broken up with Meulin for what he had done. Even though she lost most of her hearing, she told him it wasn't his fault.
He still blamed himself for it. The scars are on his arms to prove it.
When Kurloz first came here, he learned sign language and he took the vow of silence. But two years later, he met Meulin in France. With two barely noticeable hearing aids. He told you that he cried after seeing her with them. This happened about half a year before you came.
Ever since then he pulled it together and got back with Meulin. So your happy for him.
"And I trust that this is the young Makara you've told me about?" Kurloz nodded and you looked at the monk.
"Come with me, and tell me what you need to forget." The Monk beckoned you to follow him and lead you through a corridor.
So you told him. All of it. The drugs, the alcohol, the Murderous tendency and lust for blood. Even about your father.
He listened and led you to a apartment sized room. You would live here for weeks, and you would forget everything.
For days the monks had welcomed you and thought you to find inner balance between you. You couldn't though.
All you could imagine was your friends and everything you left behind without saying good bye.
During most nights, you woke up in a cold sweat with visions of your Murderous side covered with blood and splattering it on the wall. Nothing could wipe away those visions.
You put yourself through rigorous training and spiritual development. Meditating outside with only shorts on trying to find peace without feeling pain or the cold. You started standing only one leg for most days that you would get blood blisters and sores.
Often times you would forget to eat dinner. Just so you could get your mind off the disappointment and horrors that you made.
But after weeks and months of meditation and training, you didn't remember all of your bad memories.
You found inner peace and the Murderous tendency was only accuring rarely.
But through out all of this, your brother stayed by your side and took care of you. He was always perched outside meditating on a bolder with a blanket just in case he saw you couldn't take the cold anymore.
Often times he would nurse you back to health when you got a fever from the cold.
Both of you sacrificed a lot, but both prevailed and triumphed against the demons cursing your mind.
So after a year or so of meditation, you decide you are ready to leave. Not home, but just away from Sanctuary.
You say goodbye to all the Monks and they bid farewell.
You'll stay with Kurloz just for a bit more. But you'll actually stay with him for longer.
Back to present day.
You jerk awake at the faint memories of being at Beforus and decide to go online. You see that Jane is awake and on pesterchum, but you two really haven't spoken since Valentine's day.
Oh if only that kiss was real. (You guys hate me don't you) You only had imagined it in your mind when you both sat down to see the fireworks. Nothing else had happened. Maybe you'll ask her out tomorrow.
As you think you hear rocks hitting your window.
"Now who the fuck is that at this hour?" You immediately think. You quietly sneak over to the window and peer down it.
Dave is down below with his usual attire and an untied shoe. He beckons you to open the window.
"Hey Gamzee! Is Karkat home? We were talking and he just stopped messaging me." He said in a loud whisper.
"Wait let me check!" You reply and you leave to go check on him. His door was open and he was inside and sound asleep next to his laptop. You run walk to the window and say.
"He's asleep!" You tell Dave.
"Well get his ass out here!" Dave walks around to the entrance of the house and you walk back to Karkat's room. The young man is obviously shorter than you so you pick him up and a blanket. You carefully carry him downstairs and open the door. You hand him off to Dave and then shut the door.
You head back up and close your room door. Maybe it's time for you to sleep.
Alright so I know that this is a short update but I guess it's OK? I mean I haven't really gotten feedback so I don't know if I'm doing good things or not. I guess my writing skills arent that bad. Oh by the way I might make a pilot for a new story soon and work on that story when I'm almost finished with this one.
OK so as usual don't do stupid stuff or anything and stay safe. Good bye.