The lost child
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Knights members begin their work by creating tents for the survivors.
A large separate for single left men, another separate for women, and a third separate one for families.
They separated groups of orphans under the career of nurses until their houses were prepared. Not to mention, making it teh first house to be built since there were only children with no support.
On the other hand, the sun was soon conquering over their heads.
Burning with extraordinary heat weaves.
These burns could cause skin cancer, burn patches, and many harmful diseases to human skin. Not to mention, there were no trees or houses to shelter oneself from the light.
This is why the members of the knights hurriedly prepared tents for the people and quickly moved them before even a mat could enter them.
These tents were made of silicons from the overside and cotton from the lower, to control the temperature well.
While the process was going on, five members of the knights were responsible for gathering current people and sending them to their tents or at least, distributing the numbers to the people in the tents, they would rush in, before the sunburst.
During teh process, as the day was still young, among the five, one of the members around age 13, still a growing teenager among the knights was busy gathering families.
He was holding a clipboard on it bundles of papers arranged. Folding up and down with his paces moving forward, he checked between list names and read them carefully. That's when his reading got interrupted by a child's cry.
"A crying child?" he thought to himself, wondering what must have happened. Why would a child cry that painfully even when there was a supplying team everywhere?
He followed up the sorrow, among the crowds as he noticed that not even a single being was caring for this cry. Passing by debts of houses, in a far distance, he arrived at an empty field, where he got a surprising sight.
A little boy of around age 4 years was sitting on the rough ground alone among the ruins of houses around him.
He was the only living source there.
The small boy was crying deeply, as his old clothes and untidy hair, crumbled on his face were all soaked by tears. His little hands were covering his eyes, these little palms were trying to hold back the rushing tears however, it seemed that didn't work at all.
His sorrowness was so deep that the tears were over floating his hands, sliding down his arms and dripping from his elbow.
He sobbed and choked while trying to hold back but, the cry pushed the little boy's emotions.
Viewing all this, the teenager walked towards him, squad in front of him, and asked, "Hey ya boy. What's wrong?" he spoke in a polite voice, trying not to panic the child by the sudden appearance of a stranger.
The little boy lowered his cry and looked up at the light-smiling knight who was glancing at him, "What's wrong?" continued the knight "Are you alone?. Where are your parents?".
But, it seemed that the kid's attention wasn't on the question. It happened to be with something in the teenager's face.
"Are you hungry?" tired the knight again.
In return, as tears still floated down his eyes, his attention made him forget his cry. His little hands pointed at the eyes puzzling even the youth and his little mouth spoke only two words, "Red eyes....."
It was as though, he was asking what are they?
Are you a creature or not?
Why do you have red eyes?
Why are they red not blue?
What are they?
Only his small tip fingers could ask such a list of questions to an odd thing.
But, it depended on the other side how would they understand cause it seemed as though, his fingers wanted to prick into the eyeballs and only a stupid would think that.
"Hahaha, those are my eye color" replied the youth, who had natural red eyes color smiled at this, trying to comfort the child with the strange look, "These are my eye color. Do you like it?"
But, the child didn't say a word.
Only grew saddened still staring at the color.
The teenager smiled standing back on his armoured boots.
He turned back and found a group of people passing by within them some family. Wondering whether they were missing a part of them, he asked a loud at the group,
"DOES ANYONE KNOW THIS CHILD?!" grabbing the crowd's attention on him" Anyone is related to him? This boy I mean?!"
The crowd stopped staring at the little boy beside the youth boy which frightened him and he began to tremble to look at all the wide eyes shooting at him.
"I know him!" a reply raised from a young lady, "I have seen this child earlier among the survivors."
The young teenager learned that this child was raised by family only till the boy's head managed to learn the world around him and later was banished in the garbage to survive on his own. He was moved out of the shelter doom by an unknown man and then was left alone on his own.
"So, you are an orphan..." said the youth looking down at him. The knight thanked the lady and turned to the child, presenting his hand, "Come..." spoke a gentle voice "I will take you to a better place where you can live peacefully."
The boy stared at the palm, looking up at him, lifted his tiny hand, took hold of the youth's little finger, and stood up. This kind of made things easier and the knight took him along.
Walking back into the crowd, the little boy's grip held on tighter. He was panicked by the people around him and his steps were getting closer to the knight.
The young boy noticed this act of petrified and said inward, "This child is deeply sorrowed. Adjusting with the other children in the orphanage is not going to be easy for him." he paced in silence.
They changed their direction to the left where there were lots of children gathered up. In front of them was a big tent, getting prepared by the knights.
A silicon material from the outside with a sunlight-proof cover.
White color face adds cooling inside and a black border for heat absorption inside the tent at a minimum rate.
Inside was a soft covering with a cooling atmosphere, perfect for children to relax. All the children were excited about this tent believing as their own house.
Some were chatting, some were playing, others were quarreling like most children have habits. With them three nurses were volunteers, controlling them and playing.
"Excuse me..."
one nurse stopped and looked back to find the young knight with a child holding his hand,
"Does this child have any place here? He's lonely and orphan type."
"MY..." surprised the nurse coming up to them, "he seemed all ragged. Where was he?"
"I found him in open ruins weeping all by himself" replied the knight, sending his glance down at the child.
The nurse was a kind-hearted one with a pretty expression. She sat down in front of the child and asked him politely,
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"What's your name?" as always that is the first quarter however, the child didn't reply but, just sent his glance to the earth under his feet.
This act puzzled both the elders.
"Doesn't he talk?" Asked the nurse to the knight cause there was a section for abnormal children and a section for normal kids.
The nurse hoped the knight wasn't mistaken by the place.
"But, he spoke to me earlier" replied the knight kind of surprised by the act of the child, "he was curious about my eye color and that was the first thing he spoke.... Red eyes"
"I see..." understanding the child she turned to the little boy, speaking kindly, "you must have faced hardship while you were on your own. Come to us. We shall live like a family.......I, the children, you all of us. You wish to have a family, right?"
This attracted the boy.
Yes!
Everyone, every orphan needs a family.
On top of it, every orphan WANTS a family to love and care for them.
In the time, when the earth lost its figure, where no one would even look at each other as a human, there it wasn't even possible that someone would say this.
The little boy left the knight's hand and walked straight to the girl.
She blessed his hand, giving her love to this orphan which comforted the child. She stood up and said,
"Thanks a lot for your effort. Bringing this lost child here. Nobody would have heard him and on top of that who knows what could have happened to him for being left all alone out there. We sincerely appreciate your help. Thank you so much, Mister Knight." she bowed in respect.
In exchange, the teenager bowed as a respectful knight pledged, "It's my honor to serve humankind."
This was a motto from the knights to mankind.
This filled the nurse with pride for being served and she nodded.
The young knight stroked the little boy's head advising him to be a good child and walked away with his long cape weaving in the air high, the boy was only staring at him from behind, and the knight was covered in distance.
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To fix the construction, a long process was required. Mending up large materials and then parting them all together. But, in some matters, this organization wasn't always on top.
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