Avgust had been your child, ever since his father died long ago, you had been the only family he had left. You happened to notice his ability to make flowers bloom and flourish. Of course, you weren't sure if it was a divine being, or if the crystal his father had given him long ago. Either way, you had pressed no questions.

..And so, it was a normal morning. You had finished making breakfast, and as you called your son, you saw him looking out the window, the sun peeking out from the horizon. You had no clue what he was thinking about. His late father? What was he going to eat today? What he was going to do? You would never know.

"Hmm.." he hummed softly, listening to the birds wake up and chirp.