Chapter 17: Chapter 17

The tale of Josh.

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The cricket begins its sweet songs, the nightingale the same, the stars began to twinkle and each human inside the walls of Saskatoon felt safe, as they were all in a huge wall and having watched towers to see through enemies rather than being captive in a little forest of trolling flies and treacherous mosquitoes with silly watchmen climbing a waving tree driven by the wind.

As the night gradually calls many to sleep, only Zeugen ran his lips preventing the sounds of the night to be perceived by the others sitting and laying next to him.

"Please Zeugen play a nice song not a poem always." Shwenstiger who was tired of his poem told him as he looked up at the lovely sky, only the light from the moon shown on his face.

"But, I thought you miss me already." Zeugen turns his face to him.

"Miss you? Hey! You must be joking."

"It seems the prison and capture you went through still never changed you." Zeugen chuckled and look up to the sky, putting his hands behind his head to form a pillow.

"Do you want to mock me?" Shwenstiger furrowed his brow

"No, no, never Shwenstiger, I will not dire to do such thing."

"If you care for my happiness, play me your sweet music."

Zeugen smile and sat up. "Okay." Then he began to sing.

Immediately he finished, he kept silent for a while and then, Shwenstiger begins to snore as he snoozes, the others felt shy a little in the dark which burns a little through space from several lamps and little by little they go, snugging to the arms of each other laying side by side and few began the snore as Zeugen goes.

As the day moved to touch six by dawn, the cocks crowed and the birds sing all in one accord, then to the watchman sight, fire coming close from distance and clearing the dark space covering with dew and ice.

Zeugen moved immediately and begin to ring the bell, jingling, jingling as he goes on proclaiming. "Awake! Awake, I see danger, war is coming!" He shouted.

Everyone moved with fear and tremor through their minds, getting up and grabbing each of their tools and weapons of war, gnashing their teeth to a high urge for battle.

"Open the gate!" Josh commanded.

"Operation and flush ring my heart." Anikene proclaimed.

"Today, we fight, course our life speak of nothing if our children die, fight for your dear lives!" Josh proclaimed as he ran forward to lead the battle and everyone followed suit, gingering the even most weak to run towards their enemies, but soon they all came back to potential feet and laughing all the way.

"My oh my! Young friend!" Josh exclaimed with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I can't betray someone I grew up with and you know that." The leader of the other army said.

"Of course I know! But Clinton, you never show concern.

Clinton turned to Josh and stopped walking. "I have thought it over, just as you did, I have decided to engage my dear self to such avail as this!" Josh smile as Clinton continues. "These words you say when you make silly decisions like this, I must succumb to your character, haha!"

"Thanks a lot, friend." Josh pat Clinton shoulder. "These are some old words of mine indeed, haha!"

Clinton looks back at the soldiers he had led here and said to Josh. "These few friends of mine will help, they are extremely powerful, I made them so after Mr Smiles left." Clinton had gathered these men for a good course, to join Me, Smiles and Josh, in this war.

"Yeah, I see!" Josh nods as he looked at the well-built soldiers, hearing Mr smiles name made him sad again.

"By the way, where is he?" Clinton asked and look around, he couldn't see him even among the familiar faces. He turns his face back to Josh. "Smiles!"

Josh stepped backwards as he seems to be in rolling tears, then he spake grudgingly. "Mr Smiles, he is gone."

"No!" Clinton shouted and wept a bit and continued. "He was a good papa to be a father!" He buried his face in his hand and weep loudly.

"That's okay now!" Josh put his hands on Clinton's shoulder to comfort him. "Besides he made history in Cleveland right?"

Clinton looked up and nods. "Right." He wept for a while and stopped, Josh understand how Clinton feel at the moment, he was Mr Smiles son, he has every right to feel sad and angry.

"How many do you got?" Josh asked, referring to the soldiers Clinton had led here.

"An eight hundred," Clinton responded as he got up to his feet.

"All right good, everyone, we just multiplied by an eight hundred." Then Josh moved again and speak aloud. "Everyone, today we have just been powered! No need to waste time as Steller said, we apt to move on, for Zeus!" Josh shouted.