INDEX (Year) 439 D.A. (Dies Auctorum: Day of the Authors)
5 YEARS AGO, HIGH PEOPLE'S CEMETERY
My Father's Funeral was Held.
I still remember that day as clear as yesterday...
A memory I refuse to Let go.
The rain wasn't pouring, but the Black-Sun hid in the curtain of Clouds, The day was dark. Along the grooves of His tombstone was written.
Collin Blair,
Head of House De Blair
Birth: Septembris 28, 375 D.A.
Death: 65, Decembri 2, 439 D.A
"I closed my eyes and I saw" - Collin Blair
His words were written beneath, I never understood what it really meant, but He always say it when he was alive, when I was I kid, I always think that He was some sort of, Genius, but as I age, at some point I grew tired of it, I thought He sounded like a broken Plaque.
I remember Memories of us: Once when he was writing His works back in his Study Room, I accidentally Poured some Ink on his work, I thought He'd get mad but Instead he said: "Son, It's alright, mistakes are meant to be made, that's the sign you're still human, and as long as you take accountability for what you did, you'll always be a Man"
He was Unique, different from others, He always look above and below, he reads between the lines and find meaning behind the truth, He did so even though we are Blind.
However—
What I never forget is how He shows his love for my mother... my Real mother.
She died much earlier than Him, 2 years before his death, back then life is peaceful, we don't have power or political capabilities, but we strive, my Mother was a House wife, and He was a Librarian, perhaps that how He got His vast knowledge and craving for learning, back then He went to work earliest time, around 3:45Dies, and every time he return around 4:12Nox, He would bring my mother flowers he picked on the public garden near the High Square, or some julienne Soup from a food stall down the alley, and every time He did, He has this Smile that says: Life is as Good as it can be.
But one night she fell sick, they say it was due to old age, after her funeral, My father kept staying positive every time He got home, but I know their is pain in every smile he had...
That was my aspirations, to be just like Him, Smart, Responsible and Loving.
When I reached the age of 10, I started to take interest on many things, Politics, Literature, Finance, History, and More... He supported me, and It felt like life was once again, redeemed...
But I suppose life isn't as easy as I think it is.
A year later he, remarried to some Woman, from the High court, She said many things and all, and took care of me, she then took on the name of our House, but in the end I know something of it is fake, maybe because of money, we may not be rich but we are stable family, or something else, but I still it every time She showed compassion, a fake alure of a snake.
Now that my father is Dead, I took over as the Head of the House, since I was the only Man around.
[Margaux Blair, Only Son of Collin Blair of House De Blair. 12 years old, Blind,]
I was given a bisexual name, as my parents wasn't sure if I would be a guy or a girl, it turns out I was a guy thorough and through, but I looked like a beautiful girl, specially since my parents left my hair to grow, so much that I wear a pony tail, this lead to many other kids either mistaking me as a female and trying to hit on me, or bashing me saying I was an anomaly, that I belong to the Dreambornes, I just grew used to it...
Going back to my step-mother, till now she wasn't doing anything suspicious, I suppose I was just a bad judge of character.
INDEX 444 D.A. Lanuarius 10.
I do most of the family affairs, Finance, and Managing the House, I could have given the authority to my Stepmother but one of my Father's dying wish was to leave the House and the Name of the House to a Man of Capabilities, something strong enough to understand.
I know he was talking about me, after all I am the only one left around to do so.
Around 9:16Dies, I went to the Ministry of Contents, I was submitting the annual report of my family, it was such a taxing work, and if it wasn't really mandatory I won't be doing it, after all I know, either they're doing it because of corruption, or that because of corruption some were part of the exception.
By 11:11Midiem, I went to the Elixerary to buy some Charms of medication, last time we ran out when, a child was sick and I wasn't even able to help, I bought some for pain, some for infections and so...
Finally. 10:14Nox, I was about to go home, I was walking down the alley near the First Seeker's Cathedral, I wish I hadn't but it was the quickest route to Home, each time I was hesitant, because I know something sketchy is definitely going on over there, and I know those that was granted the Divine Ability are usually up to no good, Stepping over us Blinds, belittling us, as if we were some lesser beings, and I for one with my features would probably deal a heavier blow if they caught sight of me...
So as usual I put on my hood, It had a crest of my House on it, it wasn't a coincidence, it was intentional, because if weren't for it, if I were to put my hood on, and was stopped without a crest, I would definitely be taken and branded either a thief or someone else of a crime I didn't commit.
As I do so, I caught sight of something moving in the dark, it was slow, but by it was some ominous feeling, as if it was hell spawn... then emerge in the dark was a Man, he was old but not so old, if it were me he looked as if some elder brother, out of fear I took out my Dagger, it wasn't really of any value to me but in times like this a child like me still has to have some sort of protection around—
But I was wrong, it weren't needed, as this man was definitely dying, catching his breath, and was severely wounded.
Before I could even utter some words, He collapsed on the ground, slightly groaning in pain.
And just around the alley, I saw some Believers of the First Seekers, they were frantic and shouting
"Find Him, Never let him go"
I don't know what is the connection between the two parties, or if he's a criminal or not, but I knew for one, if it was my father, He would stop, and lend a helping hand.
But what can a child like me do? I hesitated for a second but decided to grab the man by the shoulders
"Damn this man, is heavier than I thought, it felt like I was carrying two person at once"
He was so heavy each time I tug him, I loose a breath, for some moment I thought maybe it was all simply just a mistake...
Then out of a sudden some of the believers sounded as if they were getting close, and I had no idea what to do, If they see me here helping this man they'd definitely catch me too, or at the very least blame me for this one's condition, so out of desperation I buried him near the pile of trash.
I know they wouldn't be touching it, they were like a germophobes who doesn't even like getting near anything that resembles trash
"Whoever you are, sorry for the smell but I know you'd understand that it was necessary"
Then one of the believer came over me
"Young girl, what are you doing in the mid—" he asked with a perverted smile.
but before He could finish his question, one of companion bumped his elbow, as if a signal of some sort.
"—Uh uhm, little girl have you seen a Man, he looked mid 20's, he was naked on the top and was only wearing a ragged pants"
He asked, as if to continue the first question he had
"I'm sorry Sirs, but I was going home from the Ministry of Contents and I wasn't able to see anyone of such description" I answered with a trembling voice
"I see, well take care, and don't wander in the middle of a night, it's dangerous for a woman" The believer said as they hastily, went on their separate ways
Such Hypocrisy, as if a demon was preaching words of enlightenment to a Man.
I waited for a moment ensuring that None of those people where around before I even continue to drag the Man towards our House.
Some time it took me... and countless stop-in just to catch my breath, I was scared out of my pants as those people might see me, but I suppose my lack has not run out yet.
We were finally at our gates, our house was quite big as my Parents took their time building it, But not as big as the Houses I quietly adore at the High Cities, but nevertheless, I call it Home.
As I entered the Main door, My Stepmom greeted me as usual, but this time I guess I shocked her out of her wits, I mean who wouldn't be surprise when a kid suddenly brought an Injured Man home, it wasn't like picking up a puppy on the road side, or bringing some new pet I bought, it was a Man.
"Please prepare the nursing room and the Bath house" I ordered
"What, Why are you bringing Home a stranger? let alone an injured one" She asked out of confusion
"I'll explain later just do so..."
Out of Instinct or urgency, she did so willingly, she first prepared the Nursing Room, then she Opened the Bath House soon after, She filled it with warm water as I suggested as it would definitely help in improving recovery, I learned this after reading some medicinal books I asked father back then, I was reading and understanding it for such a long time it practically became embedded on my mind.
As I laid the Man down on the mattress, I began to tend to his wounds, it wasn't really much work as most of it were simply bruises from his fall, or cuts that I don't know the cause...
but it was notable along the muscles of his chest, was deep scars, signs of extreme trauma of something I don't know, at some point I wondered what kind of things has this man had to endure for his body to reach such a deplorable state...
After I stitched his wounds, I then brought Him to the Bath house, and removed all the dirt and smell, mostly from the trash I used to cover him, then Let him rest in my father's old room, we don't have a spare room to use so, It was the best option I had.
After that I talked to my Stepmom and explained the situation but I purposely didn't mention the part where He was being chased (Allegedly) by the Believers. I then returned to my room and rested for the night, with only one thought in my mind:
"Dad, I hope what I did is the right thing, and I hope if it is, I make you proud by doing so"
INDEX 444 D.A. Lanuarius 12.
After that unusual night, my life stayed the same, doing my work and managing some of the house's affair. Two days have passed, and the man is still in his slumber, sometimes I think He might have been dead, but I was able to do good nursing him back to health, but apparently He's still in coma, I'm starting to think that He might not wake up anymore, and that I would have a stranger stuck in my house.
Far from our House there was men brooding, asking everyone about the Man, and I knew, it wouldn't be long before they reach home.
"I hope before then, The Man wakes up, and Leave my cherished home."
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MINISTRY OF CONTENTS
It was established for at least 50 years ago, It's main purpose is to manage affairs between the Houses in the country, and ensure peace and security, in modern terms it was basically the Police and Investigation Operatives.
"Master Hodges, are you alright?" A Witness asked
"Uh Yes—Yes, I was just dozing off, just thinking" I replied
"Is this about the Kappel Massacre Incident?"
Well He was right, The Confessors of the First Seeker Church did say that they will take over the case but— Knowing the inside of the church, I know it wouldn't be up to no Good.
"Ah yes, but I suppose I'll leave it be" I replied as if to brush the guy off...
Well I do need to focus investigating some foreign affairs, lately there where cases of smuggling, some potent materials used for Elixirs and charms, then there was this people trying to start a connection of slavery.
Of course there's still the local problems, fights between Seekers in the Academy, and the typical problem between the Blinds and the High People...
To be Honest I don't even know why I took this job, it too tedious and draining, but still it was far off better than worker for the Pontifex.
Some people are simply too naive, to understanding that there are things in this world that is not easily seen by the public, some things that are not suppose to be disclosed for, the safety of everyone including Mine.