Shinkoryu14

He watched the seasons change from atop the Temple's roof. The grass turned stiff, the leaves turned a bright a vibrant orange, and the oxen never returned. But neither did his lost children, who abandoned them in the time of their greatest peril. The Instigator bore an empty patch of skin beneath his eye; a farewell gift from the oxen. The scar tissue felt tight, and gave his left eye a newly permanent squint. Although he tried to maintain his cheerful disposition, now more than ever he felt it was a futile act. The scar on his face stung, but the wound in his heart stung worse. He spent most of his time, when not with the others, perched