章節 48: Hatred
Their steps faltered as Sun abruptly came to a halt, the frustration within him threatening to overflow like a bubbling cauldron.
His voice, edged with anger, sliced through the tension-laden air as he confronted Primus head-on.
"But why didn't you tell him?" Sun's words carried the weight of confusion and resentment, a torrent of emotions struggling to find their voice.
Primus met Sun's gaze, his eyes shimmering with a mixture of regret and determination.
He sensed the anger radiating from Sun, yet he remained resolute, ready to reveal the depths of his reasoning.
"And do you want to know the other reason why I didn't tell him?" Primus's voice trembled slightly, the strain of his emotions seeping into his words. He paused, gathering his thoughts before continuing.
"I didn't want my grandfather to hate you. I didn't want to be the cause," Primus's voice carried a sense of conviction, his words punctuated by the clenching and release of his fist.
With a pointed finger, he directed his words at Sun, emphasizing the weight of his revelation.
"All those years of love, built upon a foundation of memories, should not be forgotten in a minute of hatred," Primus's voice wavered, his words carrying both pain and resilience.
His gaze held steady, searching Sun's face for understanding.
As Primus spoke, Sun stood frozen, his anger slowly giving way to a mix of surprise and relief. Each word, like a balm to his wounded soul, offered a new perspective on his grandfather's love.
The weight of guilt and doubt that had burdened him now seemed to lighten, replaced by a glimmer of hope.
Sun inhaled deeply, his breaths like a calm tide washing over his tumultuous emotions. Primus's revelation, like a fragile bridge of understanding, began to form between them.
The complexities of their shared history unfolded, revealing a tapestry of love, misconceptions, and the unyielding bond of family.
Listening to Primus's words, Sun's heart swelled with a mix of gratitude and a renewed appreciation for his grandfather's unwavering love.
The realization that his initial assumptions had been flawed washed over him like a gentle rain, nourishing the seed of forgiveness within his soul.
They continued their walk, the rhythmic sound of their footsteps echoing in harmony with their thoughts.
Sun's voice broke the silence, his words carrying a mix of introspection and lightheartedness.
"It is just my thoughts that make it seem worse than it is in reality," Sun mused, a hint of amusement coloring his voice. "It's just kind of funny to think about it."
As they ventured onward for what felt like an eternity, the weight of their journey began to take its toll.
Primus, sensing their destination was near, finally broke the silence, his voice tinged with a touch of weariness.
"This will be enough," Primus stated softly, his words resonating with a quiet resolve.
He started walking, each step taking him farther away from Sun, until his figure dissolved into the distance, leaving Sun alone with his thoughts.
As the space between them widened, Sun's mind churned with a mixture of regret and contemplation.
The path ahead seemed interminable, each step etching deeper grooves of self-reflection upon Sun's heart.
He mulled over his hasty choices, acutely aware of the impact they had on their friendship. And yet, amidst the sea of remorse, there lingered a genuine sense of gratitude for Primus's unwavering support.
With the wind whispering its secrets and the world around him bathed in hues of gold and amber, Sun turned his gaze back to where he had left Primus.
A bittersweet smile graced his lips as he spoke, his words carried by the wind itself.
"I kind of regret what I did," Sun admitted, the weight of his words heavy with contrition.
"I acted on my emotions rather than taking the time to think it through. Along the way, I couldn't help but ponder your circumstances, having lost your mother and with no place to call home. I hope you find solace and a new beginning, and for my impulsive actions, I am truly sorry. But above all, I am grateful for everything you've done."
As Sun continued on his path, the wind swept around him, tousling his hair and whispering a symphony of gratitude and forgiveness.
He cast one final glance back at the place he had left, a mixture of emotions swelling within him. Amidst the tender farewell, he summoned the strength to say those simple yet powerful words.
"Thank you," Sun whispered, his voice laden with sincerity. The wind carried his gratitude, a gentle echo that mingled with the fading daylight.
Primus's determined stride faltered, his steps coming to a halt.
Tears welled up in his eyes, shimmering like precious diamonds, as he hastily brushed them away.
A conflicted mixture of vulnerability and resolve wrestled within him, showcased by the clenching of his fist.
"I acted all tough," Primus whispered, his voice quivering with unspoken emotion.
"But I don't even know what to do from here. No, this is not the time for this..."
As he fought against the tide of tears threatening to overwhelm him, Primus's resolve solidified.
He straightened his posture, a glimmer of determination gleaming in his eyes, like a solitary star piercing through a stormy sky.
"It is time to make progress. It is time to get stronger," he declared, the words echoing with a newfound conviction.
Yet, despite his fierce determination, tears continued to trickle down his cheeks, betraying the depth of his emotional turmoil.
Gazing upward at the vast expanse of the sky, Primus closed his eyes, seeking solace in the memories of his departed loved ones.
His voice, soft and laced with longing, reached the heavens.
"Ma, I met grandfather. He is very kind and wise," he whispered, his words carrying the weight of a heartfelt revelation.
A flicker of hope danced across his face, a silent conversation with the ethereal realm.
Opening his eyes, filled with a renewed sense of purpose, Primus continued to pour out his thoughts, as if speaking to the very spirits of his mother and father.
"I hope you and my father are there, looking after me. I hope that he has found peace, overcoming his hatred for grandfather, for I bear no such animosity. I am ready to embrace the truth, to understand my grandfather and would like to even more in future, even if it was something you chose not to share, mother."
Turning his gaze away from the sky, Primus cast a lingering look behind him, as if bidding farewell to the memories he left behind.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, infused with a sense of optimism.
"All will be good, just like you said, mother," he murmured, his voice carrying a quiet assurance. "And if it is not good, then it is not the end."
With a deep exhale, releasing the weight of the past, Primus embarked on his journey with renewed determination.
Each step he took, resonating with his unwavering resolve, paved the way for a future where he would forge his own path.
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