Let Go Of Our Painful Past—Part 11
Continuing the adoption story from a previous blog post:
The two old people walked on either side of the boy. Hero dragged his heavy feet through the garbage dump, filled with rotten refuse, which separated Great Park from Enchanted City. Closer they came, closer and closer to Burning Place, just outside the city walls. And all the while, Hero sensed that Mercie and Caretaker were growing fainter, dimming somehow here in the rank air that smelled of smoke and fire. They were fading away from him. In the soft light, Hero read a sign which proclaimed:
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A KING.
DEATH TO PRETENDERS!
His feet kicked the soft ashes, and Hero knew he had finally returned, come back to the one place that he hated above all others.
“Mercie?” he whispered. “Caretaker?”
They were gone.
They had left him here on the edge of Burning Place, alone, without aid. Abandoned. Helpless. Unloved. No, no wait. Hero took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes and thought back to where he had just been. Inmost Circle. Within the leaping Sacred Flames. He remembered the cry, “To vows!” and recalled the strong pulse of life clasped in the Ranger grasp. He was not alone. He might be on the edge of the evil Enchanted City, but wonderful things had happened to him. He belonged to somebody. He was loved.
At that moment, with his eyes still closed, he heard the lovely hum. It was not just a memory out of the past. It was with him now, in his ears, in his own brain. As Hero listened, the flailing in his heart was quieted. The hum grew from one note to many, and from many notes to the full music of Great Celebration.
And there in the light of dawn, of a new day, as the people of the city ended their work and prepared to sleep, Hero lifted his head and held forth his arms. His back straightened, Ranger tall, and he began the dance, kicking the ashes of Burning Place as he stepped to the glorious chords of the inward melody. And for those who were still awake to hear, a laugh, young and joyous, rose from outside the walls and settled in the morning air.
For the lad, Hero, discovered that when one belongs to the Kingdom, he is never alone in the terrible places of the world; he can always hear the single, clear-note hum.
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