​Prologue

Victory Will Come

Long, long ago somewhere between the forming of America, was a land where mystical creatures lurked and knights saved damsels in distress. A young Prince who went by the name of Roaran lived with his parents in a castle in a land called Derun. They ruled this land for years and lived at peace with the other lands around them. His parents ruled with peace and grace until everything changed one fateful winter. Roaran’s father took on what he thought was a loyal council. In fear of making unwise decisions that would cost him his kingship; Quill Vilece called upon an old sorcerer named Karsh to grant him a wish. When Karsh finally responded to the king’s plea he told him he could grant his wish but he wouldn’t be able to undo it if the consequences became too much.

The King didn’t care about the price of his wish or the consequences that might arise because of it, all he cared about was his desire to keep his crown. Karsh knew this and cursed the wish unbeknownst to the king. Quill wished for his council to stay with him always so that they could advise him during his reign. Karsh granted this wish by giving the council eternal life so the king called them the Eternals.

Roaran had been eavesdropping the whole time Karsh was talking with the King. He could sense the undoing in this desperate plea made by his father so he tried to stop him but it was too late.

When Roaran went into the room to stop his father, Karsh was gone and the deed was done. Several years later when Roaran reached the age of twelve; the Eternals overthrew the king and killed he and his wife leaving Roaran and his twin brother Jalen orphans. Knowing law prohibited either of the princes from assuming the throne until the age of sixteen, the Eternals assumed power and ruled the land in darkness. Four years had passed and finally just after Roaran and his brother reached the age of sixteen, a revolt began by the people of the land who wouldn’t deal with the way the Eternals were running the land any longer. The Eternals tried to stop the uprising but it was too late. A war now known as “The Eternal’s War” took place and for two years blood was shed. Finally, halfway through the first year of the war, Prince Roaran who had sided with the Eternals, chose to fight with the people because he realized they were right.

So it was written after a great war against an elderly group of men known as The Eternal’s; a young prince known as Roaran rose to the challenge. With the help of his friends who shared his quest for change, they took on the enemy at hand during the two long years of war and won it. The Eternal’s were dethroned shortly afterwards.

The people of the land were so full of hope and beaming with pride. A new age was upon them and it was looking to be a good one. When this became clear to everyone they desired a new king and they knew just the right man for the job, Prince Roaran. At the age of eighteen, Prince Roaran became king and married a renegade he met while fighting in the war named Marleena. Together they ushered in the new age of peace by calling their land Vilece after Roaran’s last name. Vilece, which means “victory will come”, made since and it did come, for a while.

To commemorate this new age, new name, and new people assuming power, King Roaran and Queen Marleena created Kalif which symbolized their independence from the Eternals. Although dethroned, King Roaran knew they couldn’t die so just as his father did, he called upon Karsh and asked for a wish. Karsh answered right way and appeared before the king and queen in the throne room of the palace. King Roaran asked if the Eternals could be put away and could only come out when Kalif was being celebrated. Karsh saw the purity in his heart and in his intentions that he granted his wish but once again warned the king and queen that their actions had consequences.

Karsh saw that they understood but knew something they didn’t. The consequences wouldn’t happen in their lifetime but in the lives of their children’s children. Another war would come and it wouldn’t be easy. Only the one who possessed Roaran’s pure heart would be the answer to stopping it.

So it was that their wish was granted. The Eternals would be sealed away after Kalif had ended and come back when Kalif would be celebrated again. Knowing this, King Roaran and Queen Marleena made it so Kalif would only occur every four years and on special circumstances when the sun and the moon aligned themselves. That way the Eternals would come less and less. This event was later known as “The Eternal’s Eclipse” because the Eternals would usually be able to stay a little longer depending on the time the eclipse was coming and when it ended.

Now so it was two years later King Roaran and Queen Marleena had two twin boys. During this time more and more people from other lands started coming to Vilece and joined them. When finally it seemed as if there was no other choice, King Roaran split his country up into states which would be known as Faireryah (Fair-er-yah), Nardinyah (Nar-din-yah), Paraphane (Pair-ra-fame), Crieosaphane (Cree-os-sa-fame) and Enaviyah (In-nave-vi-yah). All was well and peaceful until a king from another land threatened that peace. King Jylin, who assumed the throne about the same time King Roaran did was an evil king. People from his land kept coming to Vilece because of his ruthlessness so he sought revenge. Jylin lived in a country called Rieosinphane (Re-os-sin-fame) and ruled from the Ulturkrin Castle.

He wanted power so much that he tried to imperialize Vilece and make it his own. King Roaran and Queen Marleena weren’t going to let this happen and so it was that another war began. Jylin gathered an army known as The Dark Body while King Roaran led the Light Body. They fought in the Crimson Forest and many lives were lost that day. In order to win, King Roaran called upon his trusted knights who possessed different abilities: water, air, earth, fire, telekinesis, darkness and light. Together they combined their power to defeat Jylin and his Dark Body of soldiers. Vilece rejoiced in victory but King Roaran who knew they couldn’t hold him for long called upon Karsh once more to put him under an enchantment which would force him into a deep sleep. Karsh granted this request but once again knew that every choice had a price, every decision had a consequence and because he made it the generations after him would pay it in full.

Times were good especially for the Vilece family. The twins grew up as time passed. Oadwen married Irena at the age of eighteen. Two years later they bore the King and Queen a son which they named Roaran after his father. The other twin son whose name was Diroh had fallen in love with a commoner but they didn’t know who she was or how long they’d been seeing each other until Diroh complained of her being with child with that of a mortal. After that no one knew where she went or how but the King and Queen made sure she would pay for what she did to their son and what she did out of wedlock.

So it went that King Roaran called upon his secret guard known as the Timarks to hunt her down and kill her and her unborn child. The Timarks desperate attempts to track her down and or kill her were thwarted every time. During this time of searching for her, Oadwen and Irena had two children, little girls they named Bianca Lucille and Amala Hope. Things went on till a horrible winter struck the land. Unfortunately, King Roaran passed away after Vilece suffered this harsh winter and because of his old age he wasn’t strong enough to bare through it. By this time, Oadwen’s brother Diroh had runaway and assumingly died which only made Marleena’s heart break even more.

Not able to handle the reality of losing her husband and the loss of her son; Marleena died later on that same winter in the New Year. Oadwen and Irena then assumed the throne when he was at the age of twenty-two. Vilece mourned the deaths of their beloved King and Queen but peace continued to go on. King Oadwen still ruled and the promise of a new age was upon them once more. However, little did Oadwen know that this age would be different from the ones that he’d seen in his and his father’s lifetime. For his father’s two wishes, the consequences of it was about to come into fruition. His father, before he died talked about the coming a new legend, one who would find the ancient energy metal known as Phurturriah and help aid them in a big way in the future.

Oadwen of course didn’t believe this as year after year went on and nothing happened. He eventually went about living his life with his family but soon it would become very clear that his father’s words were true. Now after nearly fifteen years have passed and Oadwen was in for a big surprise. The peace his father and his grandfather fought so hard to protect was about to be compromised and all because of a boy named Shiloh Underwood who enters their world and changes everything.

    There was a woman who went by the name Terah Uloru. Her dark cloak draped off her shoulders as she entered a chamber that hadn’t been cleaned in ages considering there were mountains of webs everywhere. In her hands was an old map, but he couldn’t see what it was. From the mouth of the cave, she walked over to the center of the chamber where a tall stick stood. Terah placed the map on the stick and soon it began to rise. Glowing, a bright white aurora emitted from the map as it stayed suspended in the air.  Even with the light the woman's face stayed hidden in the darkness. Raising her hands, she moved her claws around in a gesturing manner.

Simultaneously, the map started to mimic the woman’s gestures as she manipulated it to face upright toward her. When the aurora ceased, she advanced toward it. Touching the map, she placed her claw on one specific spot. Immediately, that spot gave off a color that resembled the blue sky. Then, the woman chuckled to herself until a husky voice called out to her.

“Terah, stop teasing yourself with this, you and I both know it’s just a myth!”

“Oh Curon what a pleasure it is to see you once more. Your lack of faith however is not welcomed.

You know as well as I that it’s not a myth by the way, the metal is very much in Vilece. I can feel it, we just have to find it” Terah muttered.

 “It is always good to see you as well Terah. If it is as real as you say then you know the child is the only one who can find it. Am I right?” Curon teased.

Terah looked as if she were going to respond with a witty comment until suddenly a thick black carpet of fog filled the room. Soon enough, a figure in the form of another woman materialized through the fog. She looked slightly older than the other two but her velvet hair stopping at her shoulders suggested otherwise.

“Oh you two not again, you’re not supposed to start arguing without me remember; we don't want blood on our new chamber right?”

Curon grimaced at the woman with a smug look on his washed out face. He seemed to resent her but it appeared to be out of sheer annoyance. Maybe this woman was the one in charge he wasn’t sure, these people were strange as it is.

“Selah, you finally decided to show up. Terah responded sarcastically.  “Alright, now that you are both here, it’s time to initiate the Master’s plan. Let’s go get her.”

Shiloh tensed upon seeing her claws reappear out of the darkness. After bringing it over to them, the blue colored light glowed brightly as the picture of them began fading into the fog. Then not too long afterwards the image of the three people in his dream dissolved into nothingness and what was real at first vanished.

Almost immediately, across from his bed, his alarm clock suddenly went off in loud fashion. Baffled by what he saw in what seemed like a dream; he scratched his head puzzled.

When he opened his eyes; murky green numbers appeared in his poor sleepy vision. He wished the time on the clock was wrong. That somehow the numbers were playing tricks on his vision. Or something on the lines where his parents secretly came in while he was asleep and changed it so he would be up before they were.

No even better Shiloh thought, some alien came in and changed it with his mind powers but he knew it wasn’t true. Nope it was eight in the morning and today was the thirty-first of May, the day he didn’t want to come. He remembered when his parents had told him they were moving on this day around spring break just two months prior. This wasn’t the first time they moved and when they told him, he automatically responded harshly to their news. Shifting his weight, Shiloh looked out the window. He secretly hoped somehow nature would tell him what to do but that idea was useless along with serval others he tried to come up with.

The window looked lonely, considering there was nothing on it anymore. In fact, nothing was on any of his walls anymore.

“Nope, just four white lonely walls” he muttered under his morning breath; the four lonely walls that would become like a distant memory soon enough after today he betted. Slowly, Shiloh moved out the nest which he would often call his bed. The muscles in his body tensed inside him immediately as if one last attempt to fight back. He understood what he had to do but he didn’t want to do this. Move away from everything he had just gotten used to. It was the end of his freshman year and although it wasn’t the best, he’d hoped he’d have the chance to see if it got any better. His parents, whose names were Kevin and Dallas were so wrapped up in their own lives however that they seemed to forget about what he wanted.

 What did you want in the first place? Oh right, right yeah you wand to stay.

It was still early in the morning so he excused the loss of memory temporarily. A sea of brown boxes surrounded him ranging from small to the biggest one on the left of his bed was shifted towards the far end of his room. Well his former room now. The summer sunlight illuminated his vision and woke him up soon enough. Part of him wanted to retreat back into his nest and pretend this wasn’t happening right here, right now but his father would never allow that.

Quickly, Shiloh dressed and cleaned up as he prepared to get ready for the big move. You’d think someone would be used to hearing the same words over and over again: “Shiloh pack those boxes” but he apparently didn’t. His mother Dallas said this so much he'd begun to think that it was her new catch phrase-almost like she was in a sitcom and she was instructed to say it every episode. Although, he found this phrase a little more annoying then he cared to admit, he knew she was right. The boxes weren’t going to pack themselves. After packing a few more boxes, Shiloh looked around his bedroom and couldn't help but seem to remember a time when his room wasn't full of brown boxes. A chuckle escaped his pursed lips as he placed the newly packed boxes into the pool.

 “Put that over there in that trunk James thank you!”

Shiloh appeared through his only window that hovered over the front yard. Immediately, he recognized his mother’s voice anywhere and of course she was doing what she did best, order people around. He sat there and watched while she demanded and ordered each and every worker around whenever they passed in and out of their old house. The weirdest thing about the whole ordeal was that he didn't mind the moving; because well they had moved so many times it began to feel like routine. Walking down the stairs; Shiloh spotted his mom in the kitchen.

 She stopped and tried to meet his eyes but he avoided eye contact. She then flashed a quick smile at him. He tensed when he looked to see this sad attempt. No matter what she did, it wouldn’t undo what she’d done. How could she do this to him? There had to be something about this in the parent’s book.  If there was, Shiloh was convinced she skipped the chapter where the parent provides a stable single home. He knew he didn’t want to be angry with his mother but the anger building up inside him thought otherwise. All he knew was that she obtained some big job opportunity that she just couldn’t refuse when he asked her about it before she said the new job would be in a new town located somewhere in Colorado but for some reason, he suspected his parents had other ulterior motives. For weeks now, he suspected that there was more to the moving- this one especially in particular but what?

Ever since he was a little boy when they didn’t use to move as much; he would always be told that mom and dad needed to have a kitchen meeting to discuss what to have for dinner. This could have passed for normal behavior but who talks about dinner for two hours? At least not anyone he knew. Sitting on the stool in the kitchen, Shiloh ran his fingers through his dark brown hair trying to push the move out of his head. Soon enough a bigger distraction appeared when his mother reentered the kitchen. Dallas stood in front of the modern- stove as she managed to speak.

 “Are you hungry?”

Shiloh watched her grip the baking grey pan and slowly reveal some leftover scrambled eggs and half burnt ham.

“No thank you. I.…I already ate before you got up.”

“Are you sure, because I’ve been up all morning and I didn’t see you.”

“I’m not hungry. Is that a crime?”

“No son. You…you just never use to lie like this.”

Dallas waited while her son sat there in a paused state.

“I’m going to finish packing.”

Gulping, Dallas looked into his eyes and reassured herself that this move was for the best. She wasn’t going to turn back now especially since there was danger ahead.

“Okay.”

 After his mother left the kitchen; Shiloh gazed over at the food again while his stomach started to rumble. In the end he decided not to eat it. His anger overshadowed his hunger at the moment. As far as he was concerned; Dallas was a liar with no excuse except for the fact that she was doing this to ruin his life. Sitting on the wooden copper stool, Shiloh rested his arms on the counter top that his parents had just finished remolding. When he looked up again, his father Kevin stood in the kitchen door.

“Dad I….”

“Come put some shoes on and help your mother and I with the last of the boxes. We’re almost ready to go.”

 Shiloh sighed. Following his father’s firm demanding eyes, he put on shoes, and began to move boxes. When they had just about finished the sun was high up in the sky which meant that it was a little after noon. One thing he knew for sure was that he definitely would not miss the heat and humidity Texas so generously gave each day.

His throat felt as if he had never tasted the relief of water but continued to help anyway. The faster he helped the faster all this would be over and when it was all over, he could do his best to zone out. About an hour or so later he ran toward the big U-Haul moving truck, dropped a medium sized box he carried from the living room and then went to go get some water. To his dismay, he overheard his parents talking. Upon further investigation, Dallas was pacing around the island while Kevin sat on one of the only stools left in the kitchen. Not wishing to be caught eavesdropping, Shiloh hid behind the kitchen door and looked through the space between the door and the wall.

“He’s going to figure it out, we need another thing to say” Dallas spoke up nervously. 

“No we need to tell him Dallas, the truth this time” Kevin replied firmly.

“The boy is fifteen, he can handle this.”

Shiloh identified the voice as his father’s but what was he talking about? When he looked again, his mother stopped pacing and hesitated for a moment as if she knew someone was listening to their conversation. In order to avoid detection-Shiloh guessed, she decided to start whispering.

“Kevin, remember we made this decision a long time ago; He knows nothing and continues to know nothing. We do everything like this so we can protect him from the Timarks, remember.”

“You mean Terah.”

“All of them are dangerous but yes especially her.”

Shiloh backed away from the space perplexed. It was a strange feeling.

 For once in his life, even though he knew nothing of what they spoke about; he actually believed them. He finally felt like what they were talking about was the truth. This would be great except for the feeling of guilt for eavesdropping on their conversation part. Restless, Shiloh decided to walk in on them and see if they would tell him what he had previously heard. Unfortunately, the surprise look on both his parents’ faces confirmed his suspicions. They’ve been lying to him this whole time.

“Shiloh……” Dallas trailed off and looked at Kevin for some kind of quick response.

 “Hey Shi, do me a favor and collect all the remaining photos on the wall in the living room for me okay?” 

Shiloh glanced at his mother who seemed to be slightly relieved he was exiting again. Shooting a look at his father; Dallas said something to him that he couldn’t make out but as he headed toward the kitchen door, his disappointment only grew. Not wanting to give up, Shiloh returned to the kitchen to confront them but only his father remained. His mother was nowhere in sight as if it was almost like she’d disappeared.

 “Where did mom go, wasn’t she just here?”

 Kevin tossed the straying blond strands from his face before answering.

 “She had to step out for a moment, but go hurry get the pictures, we will be leaving soon.”

Knowing he had to obey, Shiloh unwillingly did as his father asked of him. After going back, he took time to notice the photos. He glanced at the pictures that were suspended on the surface of the red wall and smiled when he remembered when he and his mother painted it.

Dallas loved the colors or the idea of them but red was always her favorite. It was the color of her favorite flower the rose. The smile grew. He then remembered the paint fight they had just before she decided to paint it red. It was an artistic decision she called it at the time. The smile faded in that moment when he felt his father’s hot breathe behind him.

 “Your mother just wants the best for you, don’t take it out on her, she loves you.”

 “You both expect me to think you guys love me when you move me from place to place like ship cargo.”

“Now Shiloh….”

 “You expect me to just be okay with this move, every move for that matter.”

Kevin held his hand up as if he was about to get arrested.

“Well the move to Florida was a little sketchy but…”

Shiloh didn’t let him finish.

“You expect me to be alright with having to make new friends, start a new school, and be the new kid for what, the tenth time? I’m not just going to let that go, not this time. You guys don’t even tell me why we move, you just expect me to deal with it and keep going! We’re not a military family, so why do we move so much? Can you at least tell me that?”

“Shiloh. You don’t talk to your father that way. You know what you need to know and right now all you need to know is that we are moving again, I’m sorry!”

 Shiloh turned fully to look at his father’s firm yet compassionate facial expression.

“Are you ever going to tell me why?”

“Shiloh its not that simple….”

Gripping his fist again, Shiloh sighed before walking out of the house.

Kevin sighed after Shiloh slammed the door that led into the backyard. He thought to go after him but decided it be best to give him some space. Not knowing what else to do, he went back to sat on a brown stool and put his head in his hands. Suddenly Dallas appeared and looked at him.

“He left?”

Kevin silently looked up and nodded.

“What do you mean he left?”

Kevin sighed heavily. “He left. Our son left.”

“Okay. Well we need to get him because The Timarks are coming for us. They’ve found us and they’re on pursuit as we speak.”

Getting up from the stool he sat down in; Kevin walked over to Dallas and held her in his arms.

 “What are you talking about, we lost them back in Chicago a year ago remember?”

 Dallas tightened her grip on him before looking down.

 “I know okay. Look, I never should have come because now you and Shiloh are in danger.”

Kevin grabbed her chin and kissed Dallas all the while putting his head on hers, their eyes staring at each other.

“One, don’t say anything like that again, I love you and I will protect you and two, we are here, we are in this situation together, and were going to face it together” Kevin assured her.

“This was…”

Kevin cut her off once more. “Shhh” putting his index finger on her curved lips and whispered “we will be fine.”

Dallas wasn’t reassured by her husband’s words but she was glad that he was here. She knew though that when the time came, he wouldn’t be able to protect her, no one could.

 “You should go get him, he’s mad at me and he probably wouldn’t listen to me anyway.”

Nodding in agreement; Kevin started for the door when Dallas caught his forearm and gazed at him with troubled eyes.

“Before you go, we need to talk about something else I may have forgot to mention.”

Kevin tensed and then sighed before turning around.

“What is this time?”

Shiloh was done. He ran to the only place he felt was home here in Abilene, the neighborhood park. They had lived in a quiet neighborhood. The houses ranged from two stories to one and looked like they came out of a picture book. Sitting in the multi-colorful jungle gym, he tried to forget about everything. As his mind wandered off, before he knew it, his conscience grabbed him and took him into the past.

BANG!

Kevin smashed a whole in the wall before turning back to his wife.

“No. Dallas we agreed that even if it came to what it is now, we wouldn’t resort to the plan where we leave our son somewhere.”

“Please calm down….”

“No do you know what this is doing to him? He is talking back, lying to us and darting off. You know that is not like him and God forbid we move again for another Timark scare. And…and what if what if Shiloh is like me Dallas, what if he is human? Ordinary? If he is like me he will die, do you really want to take that chance?”

Dallas looked up at him and then began pacing around the medium sized island.

“I won’t lose our son Dallas. Are you….”

“Kevin! Just stop, of course I don’t want to lose Shiloh. And I’m aware of all of this. Look, I promise you we will all make it out alive. Besides remember what I told you; they don’t know about him they are coming for me.”

“I think they do or else they wouldn’t be coming for us every six months to a year. Shiloh is a very smart kid Dallas. You know he confronted me earlier? He knows were lying to him.” 

“You didn’t tell me him anything did you?”
“No...but I wanted too.”

“I’m glad you didn’t. The less he knows the better.”

“Are you sure?”
            Dall took a moment to sigh. “Yes, and I can assure you they don’t know about him. They would have killed him by now.”

 “Wow, nice Dallas well it’s too late anyway. We’re not doing the plan.”

 “Kevin trust me, he’s a Vilecian. I know it and if all doesn’t go according to plan, his grandmother will find him.”

“What? We haven’t spoken with her in years…”

 “I’ve already called her.”

“Oh. Well it looks like you’ve thought of everything again Dallas.”

“Kevin, don’t do that. I’m just trying to do what’s best for our son.”

Kevin stepped away from her and starting backing up towards the kitchen back door.

“I’m going to get him.”

“Kevin…..”

Dallas stood uncomfortably while her husband exited out the door. She knew this was hard for everyone but the plan needed to be executed and if all else failed, she would do it. She had too.

Meanwhile, Shiloh was in the past. His mind took him back to two winters ago to the time when he was rushing home from a friend's house because he was late for dinner. That night, he decided to take the back way when out of nowhere he heard a voice.

“So you’re the boy. You’ll never find Phurturriah, ha, you won’t even reach Enaviyah. I wouldn’t be surprised if you died very soon.” 

Shiloh remembered looking around without turning and replied.

 “Who are you? Come out so I can see who you are.” 

The voice chuckled in the shadows before revealing his blood red eyes in the distance.

 “My Master has ordered me to wait for now but I will have my game and you, Shiloh, will my first prize.”

 Shiloh backed away slowly and started to walk away in disarray. The wind blew from behind him hard as he could hear the voice speak again “we will meet again Shiloh Underwood; we shall indeed.”

Waking up in a panic, Shiloh patted himself to see if he were back in real time. After gathering his breathe, he jumped off the jungle gym. Without thinking, he next walked over and planted himself under the oak tree across the playground. Shiloh looked up above him as the sun hit the hunter-green colored leaves looming over him-its leaves wavering in the calm breeze. Relaxed, he smiled as he sat amazed with the light. He always had. It could travel anywhere it wanted and that’s what he envied most. Lying back on its trunk, Shiloh thought about one thing.

 “I wish I could go home, my true home, a place where I belong” he whispered.

Chuckling to himself', Shiloh nodded his head and then kept staring into the branches of the giant oak until someone called his name.

 “Shiloh!”

Here we go.

“So you’ve found me.”

“It’s time to go son.”

Shiloh silently got up as moving day resurfaced in his mind. For a second there, he had almost forgotten.

“One day you will understand Shiloh that your mom and I are not trying to ruin your life, and I hope when you do realize that it won't be too late.”

Okay.

By the time they had walked back to the old house; Dallas and the movers had finished. Glancing at his father who was walking beside him, Shiloh could tell that he was anxious about something but couldn't figure out what was really wrong with him. He started to ask him when their fight in the living room resurfaced in his mind. Sighing, Shiloh figured it would be best not too. Instead he would do what he always did and go with it.

Sitting in the passenger seat; Dallas looked out of the window to distract herself while the boys got in the truck. She sighed quietly before gently placing her hand on top her chest in an attempt to calm herself down. Despite what Kevin thought, she knew they were here and worse, they were close.  Panicking, Dallas quickly got out of the passenger seat and walked over to the driver’s side before her husband had a chance to get in completely.

“Dallas!”

“I need to drive, just….”

Kevin backed away with his hands in the air.

“Trust you, I know.”

 Dallas nodded and when everyone was situated, she commanded the engine to life. Looking out at the road as she started to move the car, Dallas dared not show any emotion or else Shiloh would pick it all up and it would be 20 questions all over again. No she wouldn’t show emotion but she could quietly hope that everything she’d done up until his point was for the better, for him.

 Shiloh could feel the silence but knew better than to comment on it. After buckling himself in, he turned to the left window that held the last view of their old house. He sighed quietly as he thought of moving day and how horrible this day had been. Despite what his parent’s thought, it wasn’t the moving necessarily that bothered him. It was the secrets and the lying but again just as they kept moving, he somehow got the feeling the lying was going to keep happening too.