He staggered under the moonlight of the Tocharian land and walked alone in the desert known as the Sea of Death for three days and three nights. At the moment when he was about to exhaust his last strength, he recalled his father's instructions before he died.
Live, Eos.』
These were his last words to Eos Kavso. After the two of them got separated from the camel team heading to Chusadanna, and soon after drinking the last drop of water in the sack, Kavso finally closed his lowered eyes that were decorated with gravel, but the muscles between his eyebrows were still tightly knitted. This was understandable, because the thing that he had been searching for the last ten years of his life had not even been seen in the end. His son carried him out of the tent, stumbled to the top of the sand dune and put him down. Under the witness of the crescent moon and the stars, he buried the skinny body with tears.
That spring, everything was still so beautiful. The murmuring stream flowed through the fields, and the old shepherd, Grandpa Vosker, came back from the hill with fresh strawberries from Margiana. The young and beautiful mother was taking a leisurely walk in front of the fence with her five-year-old child. Her white dress and black shoulder-length hair swayed in the breeze. When she saw the basket full of strawberries carried by Grandpa Walker, she gently leaned forward and questioned him. The children's laughter overflowed the courtyard, playing a graceful melody with the orchids and buttercups that breathed freely under the sunlight. In the distance, the water mountain towered into the clouds, and the ortolans were playing in the surrounding peach trees.
Inanna. " A man's voice came from behind.
"Ah, Uragus, you're here. 'she said softly.
" Today, I went to the garden by the foot of the mountain. There are still a lot of dead branches there.』
"I'll buy you some strawberries and wait for you to come back.』
The woman pulled the child and waved at the woodcutter with a smile."" Be careful. " She watched Uraghas Kafso walk away and disappear into the forest at the end of the path. She did not know how much time had passed since her husband left. In a trance, her dark eyes were filled with tears. She half-squatted down, lowered her head, and gazed deeply at her child, as if this was the last time she would look at her.'Run. She patted the young boy on the back.
'Mommy!』
"Run, my child, don't look back!』
The young woman covered her bleeding chest with her right hand and half-knelt. She used her left hand to break the arrow that pierced her body, and her body began to emit a faint light. The child cried and ran in the direction where his father had disappeared. As he ran, he looked back at the house that had collapsed in the raging fire. In front of him stood a man in a black robe and hood whose face could not be seen clearly. He slowly put down the hand that was holding the bow that had just shot his mother and walked forward. Behind him was a group of people who gradually surrounded his mother, who was lying on the ground with all her strength. Her white clothes were stained with blood and mud. Countless swords and sabers continued to slash at her limbs…
The boy continued to run. Just as he was about to reach the edge of the forest, he stopped. His tears soaked the Candace that his mother had knitted for him. The boy turned his head and clenched his fists as he looked in the direction of the smoke and screams. He thought that he should at least do something for his mother. Until a large hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
"Eos!』
The boy turned around.
Ah, my little Eos. His father threw down the bundle of firewood in his hand and picked him up in his arms. You are still alive. The man's eyes were moist as he carried the child and ran for his life. They ran like that for who knows how long. When the stars began to point them in the direction of the hill, the boy finally stopped crying and convulsing. He closed his red eyes and fell asleep.
For the entire night, the boy's dreams were filled with nightmares and throbbing wails.
From that day until now, the boy had become a man, and his father was still the father who loved Inanna deeply until the moment he died. Eos stabbed his father's sword into the sand dune. He knew that because they were in the desert, neither he nor anyone else would be able to find the place where Uragis was buried. Eos returned to his tent and found his diary among his father's belongings, because it recorded the past of his meeting with his mother. There was also the poem. It was a love poem given to his father by his mother, who was a talented Achamenid, not long after they met.
We met because of a dream that never wakes up,
We know each other because of an ancient promise.
Heaven's most sacred secret, please remember,
Don't forget it day and night, remember it in your heart.
Don't grieve, though I die,
The promise would be kept, and the past would be remembered.
There's a shapeless key
Beneath the sky,
In the endless ocean,
In the mountains, in the fields, in the deep forest, in the desert.
Before the grave where I am buried, recite the seven verses of Istria,
I'll be back, under the stars
I'll be with you forever.
Eos put the sedge scrolls into his pocket and hung them around his waist. He gave up the tent and continued to walk for three days in the opposite direction of the North Star.
Live, Eos.』
The voice penetrated his soul once again. He continued to crawl forward. Cold and thirst attacked his body. Only the gentle moonlight gently comforted his soul that could collapse at any time. He said in a hoarse voice,"... In the mountain stream, in the fields, in the deep forest, in the desert..." Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide. The light of dawn began to gradually appear on the horizon, dazzling the blue lake in the distance.
He knew that it was not a mirage. He stood up and ran forward with all his strength. He only closed his eyes the moment his beard, which had been dyed yellow by the soil, touched the cold water.
Many years ago, two horses galloped on this grassland.
"If one day, I leave, please teach this song to our children so that they will remember it forever. the woman said.
"What nonsense are you talking about, Inanna!』
Promise me.』
The man paused for a moment and looked at his wife affectionately. Alright, I promise you.』
Note:
The land of the Tocharians, the Taklamakan Desert. The name of Tochari comes from the Eastern Persian tu-gara (also written as tukhara), translated as the mountain.
Yios Kafsouxia, meaning son of the woodcutter
Qusadana: Gostana from the Indo-Persian language, namely Khotan, which means "cow country", in the western part of today's Khotan.
Voskos, Greek for shepherd
Margiana: An ancient region of Central Asia, located in the southeastern part of present-day Turkmenistan.
The mountain of water, the mountain of the hindu kush. Some scholars believe that this name comes from the avestan language, meaning "water mountain".
Inanna: Originating from the Sumerian language, nu (female)-an (heaven or the god of Anu)-a(k)(genial ending), meaning the goddess or the female god of Anu.
Vrachos, Greek for rock
Under the Sky: Sanskrit Akasha, translated as 'space' or 'aether.' Is a collection of unknowable information
Istria: Greek, Istoria, meaning story (or history)
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