The last rays of sunlight had disappeared from the sky. Now, only four moons glowing in different hues and their soft light illuminated the night. Thousands of stars silently adorned the heavens.
Ravien had lain on the ground throughout the cool night. His body had not fully recovered, but most of his energy had returned. He was about to get up.
Juuhra was still where he had been. He hadn't moved all night, silently waiting.
As Ravien straightened up, he saw Asogi in the distance. He was walking toward his father with determined steps, not hesitating.
After a while, he reached Ravien, smiled faintly, and stopped.
"Father," he said sincerely, "I cut the wood you asked for. What do you want me to do now?"
Ravien slowly stood up, stretched his muscles, and after a few steps, turned to Asogi.
"Well done, good work," he said shortly but with genuine appreciation.
