It would have been easier for Xeron to adapt to the new circumstances had it been for a place with his lover's shadow lurking but better facilities and wider spaces than the four confined musty walls weren't enough to impress him, unlike the blind Xenan who was overjoyed after feeling for the pillars and banyan tree on the center of the courtyard.
The entrance was small and fragile for about a hundred to barge in which led to three security guards making them line up in discipline, consuming fifteen minutes after their violence was dealt with pleads rather than violence.
Xenan had his fingers intertwined into Xeron's with the hope his brother wouldn't cry. Moaning for lost love. Depressing over what shouldn't be his.
Having made themselves line up at the center of the playground whic
