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17 years ago: (past)

The nine year bring his knees to his chest as he sniff. His clothes dirty and tearful.

He miss his mother and his little brother. Its been a whole two weeks since he left the village and now he is here, sitting in a farm vagon which had big cows already taking up the most of the place.

He had been on the streets since then.
To be honest, he hadn't eaten anything since three days as well.

So right now he's not only tired, stuck or sacred, he is also hungry.

After what felt like hours. The vagon comes to a halt jolting the poor nine year old awake who sneakily get off of the truck/vagon and looks around. It was an elf city. He was now in elf's community.

He release a deep breath as he keeping his low profile starts walking through the busy streets. His poor growling stomach wants him to eat something. The big sword on his back was also quite heavy for the poor hungry, tired and scared nine years old.

He use alley waus to go more then the streets, in fear of being beaten up or worst killed. As he is a hunter.

His stomach again growled making him stops and looks at something he could eat. He saw a small fresh bread piece which a baker placed on the end of his shop wood shelf. Laughing at something his costumer has just said.the young boy didn't even notice the costumer instead he made a run for the bread but was horribly captured after a lil running by a large hand from behind.

"Plz! Plz! Sir! Let me go!" The young boy fight. The hand just kept the boy at one place.

After a min, the hand started dragging the boy back to the same store. The shopkeeper as he saw the kid was about to allaunced at the poor boy when the one who the large hand relate to take out a silver coin and give it to the shopkeeper who instantly smiles and let the kid go.

The nine year old stare at the person who the hand belong to only to find its someone with a black pull over their head and two swords can be seen from coming out of the pull over. The man was very muscular. The young boy can see his large muscles as the man was sleeveless.

The size of only arm muscle was about the size of the boy's full body .After that the same large hand gripped the boy again from his back collar and drag him all the way to a tied black horse.the horse itself was muscular.

The man made the boy sits first, and then sits himself.

The boy tired to protest but the man stay quiet and kept riding his horse.

Soon, the man reach a worn out place.

It felt like, whole place was burned under highest flames.

Ashes, dust was everywhere with worn out burned buildings.

The man ride the horse to a burned castel and jump off the horse and take the boy off as well.

He tied the rope of the black horse to a burned black tree structure branch and drag the protesting boy inside by his slim right bicep.

"Ron. Who is this kid?" A female voice ask.

"Oh this. He's a hunter." The person name ron take off his pull over to show sharp ears of elves.

"Oh? What a hunter doing here especially a human?" The young boy watches as an elf female comes in veiw wearing a slit green leaf type dress with blond long hairs, green eyes.

The woman sit in front of the boy.

"What is your name?"

"My name."

"Yes, honey. Your name?" The female ask again.

"My name is......

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17 years later: (Present)

Jimin open his eyes and sit up.

Dream.

He release a dep breath from his nose and looks out through the small window.

Night.

He once again woke up.

Jimin leave the bed and makes his way out to the roof of the building he and girls live.

Jimin sits down and looks up at the stary sky.

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Wooyoung couldn't sleep. He felt burdened.

So he left the bed and makes his way to the roof of the ship as well.

He sit on the edge looking at the beautiful night veiw of their journey to Aurora where yunho, namjoon hyung and others are waiting for them.

He look up at the sky and close his eyes.

"In your eyes." He sigh and open his eyes.

He remember that song. His mother sing that song to him.

How could he forget that song.

It was the only thing, his.mother left for him.

Wooyoung close his eyes again as he starts singing the song making the nature as his natural music just like his mother.

"Hearing whispers in the night
Voices filling up your mind
You're like a ghost of you
You've been drowning in the rain
Slowly saving up the pain
So deep inside of you

See the colour of the sky
Slowly turning from black and white
A rising hope, bright as gold"

San makes his way up the roof after hearing a beautiful velvet song.

"Now theres nothing left to lose
So we're breaking all the rules
And they dont know what we know
'Cause I can hear
The thunder from afar
A lightning in the dark
I can feel a fire come alive
So calm before the storm
So dark before the dawn
Oh I can see the fire in your eyes (oh)
In your eyes (oh)
Oh, I can see the fire in your eyes (oh)
In your eyes (oh)
Oh, I can see the fire in your eyes (oh)"

Wooyoung just drown himself in the feeling of this song.

Oh, I can see the fire in your eyes
Now you'll never be the same
Once you felt the burning flame
You're chasing stars alive
What was broken's left behind
Watch it crumble in the light
Nothing can stop you now"

San felt something inside. This voice. These lyrics were something. He felt a need to know who this voice belong to.

"See the colour of the sky
Slowing turn black and white (Ah)
A rising hope, bringht as gold (Ah)"

Now there's nothing left to lose
So we breaking all  the rules (Ah)
And they don't know what we know, whoa.

'Cause I can hear
The thunder from afar
A lightning in the dark (oh)
I can feel the fire come alive
So calm before the storm
So dark before the dawn (Ah-yeah)"

San reach the rooftop and his eyes widen as he watch the same one who fight with him. Who he met eyes with.

Oh I can see the fire in your eyes(oh)
In your eyes (oh)
Oh, I can see the fire in your eyes (oh)
In your eyes (oh)

I can see the fire in your eyes- who's their?" At that statement, san was brought back to world.

Even tho he didn't even make a noise, the one who was singing like their was no one else detect him somehow maked san fascinated more of the other.

"Huh? Oh-sorry.I didnt mean to- ah nevermind, that song was really beautiful by the way..." san said as he made his way to sit beside wooyoung again who looks up at the stary sky again.

"Yh.. my mom write it for me before..... before she died..."

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