Redenor quietly walked towards Seth’s room. The bed was still the same and remained untouched for days. The figurines are still there, collecting dust and just generally being an eyesore, and so was his son’s ridiculous collection of books.
Seth loved to read. He loved to study. It sure was getting unbearable, seeing his son like that. But the good days are coming, he thought.
The Taurean woman said his son was merely sleeping, that is all. And once she kills the beast, Seth would wake up.
It doesn’t make the feeling of sadness and despair go away though.
Redenor only finds comfort when he tells himself that Seth’s gone out for a walk, that he’s just gone to the store, that he’s just sleeping and that he’d be back to his old self soon enough.
With a sigh, the old man turned his bac
