Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Manhood.

Hineni lets his hand rest on the walls of the house.

 

As far as he can recall, he had spent all of his early years here, nested between them. Then, after the incident and his currently missing memories of his later childhood, it is the place that he had returned to. These walls sheltered him, protected him. But they also hid him away from the world.

 

This is the home his mother, the woman who had tried to sacrifice him as a baby to the owl-god, but had a change of heart. It's the place she had brought him to keep him safe. It is the home that his father, a man who has no blood relation to him, had tried to raise him in, here in this unsuspecting quiet, dumpy neighborhood.

 

For years, the house had held many secrets and it still guards just as many more that are yet to be revealed.

 

— But secrets of the past don’t matter when you have people to take care of today.

 

He lets his fingers slide down the old wall. Hineni is still undecided if he should sell the structure or not when they move. Financially, it is probably the wise decision to make.

 

A part of him hangs onto it though. After all, it’s the only home has ever known. Good memories were made here, albeit mostly only recently. But maybe that itself is the reason to go?

 

Good memories can be made anywhere else, especially with the people who he has with himself. The money would be good. This house is big and as an established guild, he’ll certainly find a willing buyer ready to kick his door down to pay any price he can name. But even without the money from the sale, they already have more than enough.

 

A part of him does get cold feet about the whole prospect of a move. There’s so much involved in it. But he knows that he can’t back out now. Not only has he talked too big of a game already by asking all of the others, but it just doesn’t make sense to stay here for the life that he wants for them all.

 

Hineni closes his fingers and knocks against the wall once, just to let the old house know that he’s decided.

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The house doesn’t respond. After all, it would be weird if it did. But he feels like he owes it at least a heads-up of some kind.

 

Even if it doesn’t make any sense.

 

It is what it is.

 

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“This is damn nice, Rhine,” says Hineni, looking at the finished necklace that Rhine has finally completed after months of work. “You did good.”

 

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