A Physical Routine

Oscar recounted the things that had happened while reminiscing. There was joy, there was heroism, there were celebrations, and there was entrustment.

As he talked about the invasion of the dreads, and the tragic death of his parents and sister, tears ran down his face.

There was a whimpering sound from behind as Maya leaned on Yara's shoulder and wiped her tears. Yara held Maya with one hand, and the other hand was also wiping the tears from her own face too.

The other two boys were also silent, sympathizing with him.

Oscar finally stood up slowly, and gave a nod to the four students behind him.

"Let's go back for now." Oberon put his arms around Oscar's small shoulders and walked slowly down the mountain. The other four students followed silently behind.

"Oxcar, if you want to take your revenge someday, count me in." After they returned from the mountain top, Zachar finally broke the silence.

"Count me in too."

"Me too."