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Both the young and the old stood together on the hill, and time seemed to slow during that moment. Dorien was the first to break the quiet, draping Aylen's "grave" with his coat. The redhead returned the man's grin and wondered if anyone was really in control of his destiny. Everyone ends up on a hillside in silence. Did they, now? Well then, he was going to make as much noise as possible while he still can. Aylen's grin stretched wider.

The boy watched as Dorien began heading home. "A free meal, huh? Might be seeing me soon, then," he said cheekily. But Aylen knew he wouldn't be going. If he was to survive alone, he couldn't depend on others for his every want and need. He had to find food and shelter on his own. There he stood, silhouetted against the moonlight as if accenting his newfound will for independence. "I'll do what I have to," he muttered cryptically. "I will."