Reason ( 3 )

The day passed by, it's been a week since that massacre happened. Orion, inside the house, behaves as if nothing happened. He is still the same old Orion who wakes up in the morning and does all the housework. But, sometimes, when he was alone. A cloud covers his eyes, leaves his consciousness, and drowns in the depths of the dark sea alone.

This noon, after he ate lunch together with the others, he was heading out. He is walking to the path that leads him to nowhere inside the woods. Rays of light passing through the leaves decorate the path he takes with rustling sounds as his companion. Not long after that, he finally arrives at the place where his mind is set all this time.

In the middle of the forest, there's a gallant tree that's much more huge than the one that at their house standing alone reigns its territory—blocking the bright sunlight with its leaves, leaving the open space it created covered in shadow. With easy steps, Orion walks in, approaching the tree with his eyes c