The Unanticipated Reunion

   "Oh! dear me! They left so early!" Stacia cried, looking around the house and hastening to and fro. "The sun has not yet set entirely, even!" From such exclamations, Noel was awakened. He lifted himself up, seated and proceeded to rub his eyes.

   "What happened?" He asked, yawning.

   "They left so early!"

   "Uh?" Noel stood and seated at the table. He observed the atmosphere and realized that it was merely 5 in the morning in estimation - the golden rays of sun had not yet made its appearance to the land. He observed Stacia's entire composure and noticed a profound vexation among worry. Stacia hushed to put her cotton coat, covered her shoulders to her back, and went to the village. She looked very vexed and worried - out of mind, she left Noel alone. Noel gave him a still, confused glance while sitting at the table, trying to figure out the matter.

   As Stacia went out, Noel stood from the table and got to roll the carpet where they slept. He fixed and put it in the chest, while he was still in buzz, trying to perceive the situation.

   "Who left so early?"

    After he got the carped fixed, he also got himself composed. For such composition, although exhausted from the sudden exclamations, he went to prepare a breakfast for when Stacia goes back, they would proceed to eat.

   As Stacia entered the village, Ariel greeted her in the most jovial tone, saying that they started the watchtower project she suggested. Ariel led Stacia using the stairs to the elevated part of the village and went to the very middle of it where the outline was placed. Stacia tried to analyze and evaluate such craft and outline - whereas it is rectangular in shape. As Stacia did so, Ariel looked at her, waiting for the evident satisfaction, for he put in his trade that satisfactory evidence to cherish.

   "It is great." She responded, walking around the outline.

   The truth had it that they needed such a project for the provision of the immense security and safety. Stacia walked by the village and at her face, the village started to wake - which matter she had already foreseen. Many villagers went out from their house as the sun rose. They always intended to work early. The planking sound of doors added to her vexation - such irritation was caused by something unknown.

   "Why am I feeling like this?" She thought to herself as she walked around. Her frowning face came with her as she liberated. "I guess the village is safe."

   As she saw how well the village was in condition, she decided to go home and went by the stairs. She eyed Enoch's house and saw the assigned villager feeding Jane through a hole on the door. It perplexed her for some reason, but something made her desire of stopping and looking and watching the moment - as if for her, it was an area of interest. She stood still from the stairs and saw how aggressive Jane was as the man slipped the piece of beef. She watched it in fondness until it stopped as Noel approached in hurry. From such an occurrence, since she saw Noel approaching as if he had something to state, she walked and preceded the scene. Was she on herself?

   "Hey!" Expressed Noel, as he was panting, "Blue arrived..."

   "Blue?"

   "Blue!"

    Stacia walked quite faster than when she was walking around ere. Blue arrived. They had not a lot of ideas or notions about Blue - on what kind of person is Blue.

   As Stacia and Noel walked out the village and passed through the green grass prospect where many bees fly and the unfinished bastion-mansion stood, they conceived Blue. It was odd when they opened the door. Odd. Peculiar.

   "What are you doing?" Stacia cried for what she was witnessing. She saw how the neophyte opened and searched through the chest, looting them all and equipping whatever he found usable to the body. They found him wearing assorted types of armors - gold and chained iron. Such armors are theirs!

   "I am getting myself ready for the duty." Responded Blue to the previous inquiry, smiling at them. Blue was handsome and tall. He has a soft, remarkably slim lips and an admirable pair of eyes. His nose is not raised, but his face wholly depicts a beautiful painting - he is brown, too, in color.

   From that moment, he became subtle to Stacia and Noel.

   "Sit, sir... Please be seated." Noel requested politely, "Simoun is our cousin."

   "He is my cousin as well." He responded and, again, giving that pesky smile. He, then, suddenly stood and excitedly went outside - he was exceedingly animated.

   Noel and Stacia felt awkward, as such behavior is irksome - it was annoying and confusing at the same time. 'What is he to smile about' - they both thought. They decided to follow the neophyte (and so as to be known, it was 7 in the morning that time).

   Blue, being highly animated, went around the landscape and delighted about everything - this and that was a tremendous pleasure to him. The hot, golden sun rays were not a penetration to Blue to roam around. As his delight and jovial conduct wandered with him, Stacia and Noel kept on pursuing. They managed to get to him as he beheld on the unfinished bastion-mansion, uttering such remarks of evident confusion. Seeing the two with him, he inquired about the stall,

   "What is this structure for?"

   "Be careful of what you do!" Stacia exclaimed, addressing the neophyte subject. But the neophyte subject objected to notice the address, but rather he went to a sudden new subject.

   "I would love to live here!" And as he declared those odd remarks with an excited voice, he ran towards the village. Stacia and Noel followed him in celerity just to find that he would buy a bed, chest, and furniture - proof that he is rich and has a deluxe currency. They watched the peculiar neophyte go through his unforeseen decisions. It was when such furniture were lifted to the unfinished bastion-mansion. What urge did tell Blue to live in such an unfinished structure? It might be the single room where a roof was built - the rest were unfinished.

   They were extremely startled to what Blue was doing. He made such decisions without presenting a proper statement to the main proprietors? So as to say, permission? That was peculiar! Stacia and Noel watched him do anything he did - he killed bees that went through his way and chopped some trees that blocked the sun ray! Any word that they uttered was nothing to Blue, for the landscape made him deaf and cruel, too. Cruel. He harvested crops out of what was appropriate and how to execute the appropriate - he went mad. Mad as crazy.

    The night had come and the excitement nigh ended. Stacia and Noel were on the main-house, trying to scrutinize Blue as a person - whether he was mad and needed to see a physician, or perhaps he was naturally subtle and innately a simpleton.

   Blue, on the other hand, stayed on the open bastion-mansion. The which he declared to be his shelter. Stacia checked and found him sleeping ere they went settled - perhaps he was exhausted by his seemingly remarkable experience.

   Blue's demeanor was very distinct to his outward appearance. Such a stupidity could waste his handsome face - which proves that outward and inward composition are not always the same in evaluation. He was not to be declared as stupid, but his previous composure expressed an air of stupidity and idiocy.

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   "I am deeply afraid of what has happened to our Brother Simoun and Sonn." Stacia expressed as she was preparing their morning food. The time struck 6 and many villagers started to move. Noel was reading a book facing the wall while listening to Stacia's awful chatter. Doing their matters, the door opened. None of them swayed to give the door a look, for they knew it was Blue.

   "Join us for breakfast, Blue." Stacia invited him as she was still focused on preparing the food. They were deeply unconscious until the voice stated,

   "We found the cure." The speaker stumbled off the ground as Blue, from nowhere, ran towards him and pushed him in excitement. Blue cried,

   "Brotheeeeer!"

  "Sonn! Brother!" Stacia and Noel were, in sudden, astonished for their arrival and, as it caught their whole consciousness, they approached and helped Simoun stand. The whole party entered while, to one and then another, one was consulting condition.