Chapter 6: clarity in the eyes of chaos
With his drink before him Midnight turned and rummaged around in his nap sack, it took a few minuets but finally he found what he was looking for, a red leather backed book with the world FOREVER printed across the cover, it was his journal, he'd written in it every day since he had joined the gaian's it was his way of telling his deceased friend what had happened to him, and even thought he was not in the Gaian camp at that moment in time it wouldn't stop him writing, taking a quill from his nap sack he began to write:
There isn't much to say Zhane, I finally left the city and the Gaian camp behind, I'm gonna find myself Zhane just like general Kinwon said a person should if they lost who they were, other than that I've faced Ares in a one on one fight which Hades no doubt watched, I've been handed a shield by the god Hephaestus, I've been interrogated by fortune, scared half to death by clotho… all in all a normal week for me so far ay old friend
Placing the book back in his nap sack he turned and looked around him,
The tavern was almost totally deserted now, all that was left of the people he had seen coming in were three strange looking hooded figures watching him from in a corner, a young girl sat staring into her drink,
"dead ain't it?" someone at midnight side asked suddenly, making midnight jump, turning his gaze was met by a rather haggard looking young man whose clothes resembled those of someone who had just fought his way through a thorn bush, the boys short silver hair was familiar to midnight who brushed it off as some dasha vou from a battle back in the city
"Err… yeah it is a bit." He replied as the bar keep passed the strange his drink "moonshine I'm guessing?" midnight guessed by the foul odour coming from the glass "Yeah, how'd you know?" the stranger asked, Midnight gave a sly glance at the stranger
"Where I'm from I'm a warrior known for my senses." He explained, the stranger smiled
"A warrior eh? What's your name stripes?" he asked, Midnight didn't like being called stripes but he brushed it off
"Midnight, where I'm from I'm known as the warrior prince" midnight explained, he had decided to include the title little coral had given him, she had been quiet fond of him, and if he believed everything grey owl said she still was, the stranger smiled again "My names Justin." He said quickly as if he had only just given himself a name, Midnight nodded,
"so where you from and were you headed warrior prince if you don't mind a stranger like me asking?" Justin asked, Midnight shrugged
"I'm from a tribe on the other side of eagle mountain we're called the Gaian's after the protectress of the earth, as for where I'm headed, I don't really know, I'm on a quest to find myself… probably sound silly to you." he explained but Justin shook his head
"Problems back home? A past that won't leave you alone?" he asked, Midnight was in awe, nodding he opened his mouth to ask how Justin had guessed but Justin spoke "well take my advice…Midnight, it may sound silly with what you've just explained, but the best way to find yourself is in the arms of your enemy," He said, Midnight didn't understand but he listened never the less
"you probably don't understand, people from beyond the mountains don't usually understand us outcasts and all," he continued, finally Midnight clicked where he had seen Justin before
"May was an outcast, that's how she met Lex." He thought, suddenly Justin got to his feet, finishing his drink he turned to midnight
"I better be on my way, my tribe will be wondering where in Hephaestus I am, farewell midnight, hope to see you again sometime." Justin said before heading for the exit, turning to watch him midnight said
"Goodbye Justin and thank you for the advice."
After about an hour or so Midnight took his leave and returned to the path
"The best way to find yourself is in the arms of your enemy." Justin's words were still ringing in his ears and the more he thought about them the less sense they made
"Could he mean the guardian?" he wondered, he decided it would be a bad idea to stop again for a few days
"my little excursions have cost me most of this cycle." He said noting the fact that the leaves had began to fall "I'll never understand earth cycles, not for as long as I live." He said.
end of chapter 6