Equal Part 7Race looked at his door in confusion, not remembering if he had left it open. Normally he was a tidy person, always cleaning up after himself, pushing in chairs, stacking books properly, and definitely closing doors. It was Kale wearing off on him. Race laughed to himself and shook his head. The past few days had passed by so quickly as he had slowly recovered from his trials. He had overlooked so many things recently. He wondered how many conversations he had held with Kale that he never remembered having.
With a shrug he walked into his room, stopping in his tracks as he nearly ran into the one responsible for opening his door. She stared back at him in wide-eyed terror. She had red wavy hair that framed a small face that was vaguely familiar to Race, though he seemed to remember the face scrunched up in worry and fear.
"I'm so sorry," she said with extreme amplification to the words. "I swear I didn't touch anything! I only looked and I didn't break anything and I didn't see anythin
Equal Part 6When a door creaked open Kale's eyes shot open. He had been dreaming of a time long ago when he protected Race's father on his many journeys. How quickly they had ended for him all from the mistake of underestimating an opponent. Kale yawned and looked up. Race held himself up on the sanctuary door.
"Kale," he smiled weakly. Kale stood from his chair but was too in shock with happiness to do anything more. "Alikar says you shouldn't worry about cleanliness so much," Race chuckled and stumbled over his own feet. Kale reached out and caught the boy. He laughed in joy as he held Race as tight as his old arms could.
"Thank you, Alikar," Kale repeated over and over again. Any regrets he had about the past disappeared at that moment, glad that he had spent his life in such a special position.
"Kale," Race mumbled into Kale's robes.
"What?" Kale pulled back.
"Did my father ever find the best tasting apple pie? Because it sounds really good," Race laughed weakly. Kale smiled.
"Let's see what t
Equal Part 5"Master Kale!" The cries echoed throughout the chapel. Kale looked up from his book, wondering who had a voice so shrill it could pierce his aging ears. "Master Kale!" It called again and the running footsteps drew nearer and nearer. Kale stood from his desk and stepped into the hallway. Clarice ran towards him at full speed, her red wavy hair flying behind her and a look of fear in her green eyes.
"Clarice!" Kale hissed. "You are not allowed in the chapel!" Kale dismissed this fact when he saw her dread.
"You have to come quick!" She grabbed his arm. "I think something is wrong with Race!" She cried and he could see tears streaming down her face. It irked him that she had met with Race, let alone known his name, but the situation at hand seemed direr than a broken rule.
"What is it?" He huffed and hobbled after her as fast as he could. Race had often found himself in trouble but nothing so serious as to cause anyone to fear for him. Kale prayed that Alikar was watching over him.
Equal Part 4"Lord and Father. I won't take long. I know I must pray every day so I'm praying now but I don't want to disturb you. You probably don't even have time to pay attention to my little prayer so keep on helping people. Amen" Race made Alikar's gesture then stood from the floor in front of the altar. He stared at the altar in silence, his eyes following the familiar symbols etched into the surface.
He had traced those symbols so often throughout his childhood. He couldn't have realized their importance at such a young age but he had held respect for them all the same. Looking at them now he was able to understand what they meant. They showed the deep connection between all living things and the ties that each had with Alikar. Race sighed and bowed his head.
"Father," he whispered as he placed his hand in the center of the altar, feeling the strange warmth emanating from within.
"Alikar will stop everything to listen to your prayers." Kale's voice echoed through the small sanctuary. Race al