Algar Waterlow's Recognition of Mother's passing

Johnathan smiled at his Son as he thanked him for the book. The book had been loot from that particular Dragon's treasure; he had kept it just in case someone he knew wanted to learn about runes. His Son reminded him of Nuala a bit. Nuala was good at runes. He hadn't seen his Sister in forever and wondered what happened to her since the Grand Tournament.

"You're welcome, Son. It's the least I can do. Treasure Hunting is a good occupation, but sometimes you have bad leads and don't get the treasure. That's happened to me alot of times, but then again I've struck it rich more than once. Valmasia's history is long and it's treasures are many. The most I've found on a treasure Hunt was 6 million crowns. The least, 200,000 crowns. Sometimes people bury their prized possessions. Another's man's junk is another man's treasure, as the saying goes. Treasure Hunting can be very dangerous as well. The larger the treasure, the more traps and monsters guard the treasure usually. As my Son, I'm sure that you'll become whatever it is you want to be when you grow older" Johnathan said with a warm smile on his face. He radiated warmth and kindness, because that was his heart.

"So Algar, I'm sorry for you losing your Mother. Emilia was a good person. I will do my best to raise you like my own" Johnathan said with a warm smile on his face.
(Johnathan Draconis)

 "I wanna start it now though! I think that it would be a good idea for me to show you how strong I am and to show you that im capable enough!" he said whole heartedly!

Soon he would sit back down as his new father continued on. Soon to talk about his passing mother. In which his eyes would drop low and he stared at the table. "I. . . . I. . . . Uh. . . . I don't know what your talking about. . . . . Mommy didn't die. . . . I see her every time I go to sleep. She's there laughing with me! . . . She's always playing with me and reading to me!. . . . Teaching me new things.. . . Showing me how to fight. . . Mommy has always been with me. . . She promised. . . she. . proim- *sobs* ised. . . " Tears would roll from his eyes as he he had heard the news.

"Kara had said that mommy died too! But mommy isn't dead! Mommy is with Algar!" He exlaims as he now stands up, throwing the chair behind him to the ground. Now his face is red as he cries and denies the fact of his passing mother.

"Mother would never leave me!!!!!" He screams out at his father
(Algar Starsnow)

Johnathan sighed. He had dug this hole himself. I'm terrible at reading other people's emotions, John thought. He was a master of his emotions, not reading other people's. Bringing up the Mother had been a terrible idea, but it was something that needed to be brought up. He was adopting this boy as his Son after all. He owed Emilia that at least, for their one night together that bore Kara.

Johnathan walked over to his crying and angsty Son and hugged and held him.

"I'm sorry about Emilia, I truly am" Johnathan said. He had heard from his own Daughter of the Mother's death. Emilia Starsnow died from an illness when Kara was 10 years old; when this boy was younger. The child must have developed illusions on his own to keep himself mentally stable. That was the ony logical explaination. Johnathan would hold his Son in his Fatherly embrace; speaking no words and letting his Son let his emotions out instead of bottling them.
(Johnathan Draconis)

Kara returned to the House after delivering marbles to a man and being given 7,500 crowns for her task. She heard her Father speak of Emilia's death andsaw her Brother throw a chair and watched as her Father hugged him. She flew over to them and hugged Algar; tears trickling down her cheeks.


" Mommy's been gone for a year, Brother. I miss her too" she said as she cried and hugged her Brother.
(Kara Starsnow)

As he was clammoured with hugs. Tears would still flow from his eyes. His mother? His beloved mother? Dying? No. . . It couldn't. . . . couldn't. . . . not possible. No. . . but yet. It was the truth. . . .

His eyes would become faded as he soon realized that it was just his own imagination. "Its. . . okay. . . " His words were emotionless. . . He couldn't believe it. It had to be a dream.

It had to! There was no way it couldnt be! He just earned a huge book of rune writing. Got a new father. Finally had another family. There was no way such things like that could happen to him. . .

But deep down. He knew that it was the truth. His tears had vanished. As if it was impossible for anymore to come out. He soon looked up at his sister and 'father'.

"Mother is dead. . . Gone. . . I understand. . Its okay " His words were emtionless as his stare was blank.
(Algar Starsnow)

"It's not ok. I lost both my Father and Mother a year younger than you, Algar. I know loss. It's not ok. When I was later adopted, I lost my new Mother too. I truly am sorry for your loss, but you have a family now. You have me and you have your Sister and hopefully a new Mother too. She will live through your memories my Son. I've mourned my parents deaths for years and still mourn them, as I do my Mother who adopted me. No one should ever lose their parents. I am here for you, Algar. You are my Son; my own flesh and blood, in my heart. I may be your new Father, but I love you Algar" Johnathan said and hugged him.

Johnathan had lost both of his parents when he was 8 years old. He lost his Adoptive Mother; "Anna", when he was 16 years old. He had seen alot of loss over his life; thus the vow to not kill was kept for him. Life was sacred to him. This was why he adopted Algar. He hoped that Algar would mourn and that it would pass as it naturally should.
(Johnathan Draconis)

"I am here for you Brother. You are my baby Brother, my little Brother. You matter alot to me, thus I had Dad adopt you as his own. I love you, Algar" Kara said as she hugged her Brother; tears trickling down her cheeks.
(Kara Starsnow)

Algar would shake. But stop. "Mother is dead. . . I get it. . ." He would then look down towards the ground. Then look back at his father and his sister. " I think. . . . I just need some time . . to think . . . ." Carefully he would pick up his book and walk over to one of the desks across the table and roll through it. Soon to spot some words and letters and forms that he never knew before.

Training or practicing is one of the most which he loved to do with his. . . imaginative mother and it always made him feel better. So thats what he would start doing. But first what he saw was a word that made got his interest.

"Teleportation"

As of right now, he wanted to be anywhere but there. He wanted to disappear. To run from this hard truth. To run from it all until he would get tired and hurt and sore and could run no more. But yet, he was still there. At the desk. Wishing for this bad dream to fade away.
(Algar Starsnow)

John nodded. He would let his child go from the hug. He would keep a sharp eye on him. If something bad was to happen to his poor Son's mind, he could cleanse it using his Holy energy.
(Johnathan Draconis)