Petals Blooming In The Oasis

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A Sprouting Friendship
The blistering sun shone down into the castle garden as a young Izar Tasya sat under on the only bench shaded by one of the few large desert cypress trees in the large courtyard. His feet failed to reach the ground as they swing back and forth in the air, Izar's sorrowful face staring blankly as a group of ants moved past just beneath his hanging feet. He watched as they marched on, the organized line seeming to never have an end. He let out a quiet sigh, feeling the loneliness beginning to set in again. It had been only a few months since his mother's "disappearance" and only a few weeks since his father declared the order of silence, speaking her name warranting death without trial. He may have been young but he was no fool, he knew his mother had not simply left him like his father would have him believe. He knew he would never see her again. Deep in thought, he hadn't noticed the sound of footsteps approaching before they were right beside him, snapping his head up from its downcast position to see who it was that had come to bother him.