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The night was quiet. Emet Selch left after lunch. And Tolol Oren didn’t ask where the man was going. Tolol Oren acts like his usual self. Obedient and unyielding. He spent his days waiting for the arrival of Emet Selch.

“Will he be gone this time too?”

No one can answer the question. Empty spaces remain silent. Not getting an answer, Emet turned to the dining table where Emet Selch was last seen. Tolol Oren approached the former seat occupied by Emet. His tiny hand caressed the wooden board. There’s no warmth left. As if further clarifying the disappearance of the existence of Emet Selch.

“Why do you always leave and come back so long?”

“No! What did you expect? He’s Emet Selch and you’re a Lalafell.”

“I’d better cook dinner!”

Tolol Oren grumbled, then answered his annoyance by looking for a distraction.

Cooking is one of how he can distract. Especially his attention will be on Emet Selch.

Today feels so fleeting. Although, at first, Tolol Oren was very embarrassed that he was caught