• The sun shone majestically through the small cracks in the board and batten barn. The particles of dust that floated weightlessly in the air were illuminated in the rays of light. I curled myself into a fetal position in the corner, far away from anything that wasn’t illuminated by my precise night vision. My lesson was learnt from the last time the warmth of the sun kissed my flesh. As if it listened to my thoughts, my slowly healing arm stung agonizingly. “Jesus Christ,” I said as I gritted my teeth, my arm felt as if it was being stabbed numerous times by an iron knife. I groaned loudly as my vision went blurry. I slumped further down the wall until I was laying on the floor, curled into a ball.

    “Are you well Formonsa?” A figure walked briskly towards me, dodging the strands of sunlight. I could hear his heart plumping rapidly, though he wasn't near, as he saw me on the floor. I felt his strong hand touch my shoulder as he knelt down to look at my face. He grabbed my indignant, injured arm, lifting it to his mouth. He licked the wound gently with his rough tongue and almost instantly the pain subsided. “How are you now, my beautiful?”

    “Never been better, Amicus,” I smiled at him as he helped me to sit back up. My arm throbbed softly as I held it in my lap, staring at it with sadness and forlorn. I sighed. "It still bewilders me how easily they abhor."

    Amicus sat down next to me, his gaze bore into the sun beams, “I too am perplexed by their decisions. Within every minute I question why us? Why now?” he sighed.

    “We may no know why, but he knows why.” I lifted my chin up, staring at the roof that hid us from the unforgiving brightness of day.

    “Oh would you guys please stop being so melodramatic,” The irritated voice of my brother sounded from above our heads. There was a rustle of straw and footsteps above as Acer walked to a large hole and jumped down fluidly through it. He strolled casually through the sun beams.

    I glared at him, “You are such a jerk, you know that?”

    He chuckled and took a seat next to me, “It's not my fault they still like me.”

    “And possibly they will soon come to their senses.”

    “And what, admit they were wrong and that they are the blithering idiots that the truely are, I highly doubt that. Besides Mum and Dad would never let them realized how much of a mistake they have made if it leads to the truth.“

    Amicus reached for my hand, squeezing it, as if to say 'Everything will be fine,' I knew that was a lie, I knew that my entire life up until this point had been a lie.

    The three of us sat against the wall, our coal black eyes staring at the tiny rays of sun. I envied the dust, wishing I could dance in the rays, embracing as effortlessly as they. Just as the three of us used to. Oh how I longed for the simplistic things.