Narrator
"The moon looked exactly the same as before..."
"To the world... they were just two children."
"But to a mother..."
"They were her entire world."
Night had quietly embraced Restart Village.
The sky was filled with countless stars.
A silver moon hung peacefully above, bathing the village in a soft white glow.
The river reflected the moonlight like flowing silver.
A cool breeze carried the scent of wet grass as crickets sang deep inside the forest.
The village was asleep.
Peaceful...
Silent...
Yet inside one small house...
Sleep refused to come.
Lily quietly sat alone on the wooden porch.
Her eyes kept wandering toward the road leading to the Holy Kingdom.
Every tiny sound made her heart skip.
"...Are they back?"
Only the wind answered.
Again...
And again.
She smiled sadly.
Near the door...
A small wooden practice sword rested against the wall.
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V had forgotten it in his excitement before leaving.
Lily slowly picked it up.
The moment her fingers touched it...
She froze.
Tiny scratches covered the handle.
Small bite marks.
Little fingerprints carved into the wood.
She remembered...
"Mom! Look!"
A five-year-old V proudly raised the same wooden sword.
"I won against Kai today!"
His tiny smile was brighter than the morning sun.
Lily had laughed and gently patted his head.
"My little hero."
The memory faded.
Lily hugged the sword tightly against her chest.
As if she were trying to embrace her son.
A single tear quietly rolled down her cheek.
"I wonder..."
"...Did they eat properly today?"
"...Is T scared at night?"
She paused.
"And V..."
"He always acts strong for everyone..."
"...But who is taking care of him?"
At that moment...
Brald quietly walked outside and sat beside her.
Neither of them spoke.
Both simply watched the moon.
After a long silence...
Brald finally smiled.
"Don't worry."
"V is a smart boy."
Lily lowered her eyes.
"A smart child..."
"...Is still just a child."
"He is only nine..."
Silence returned.
Only the sound of the wind remained.
After a while...
Lily whispered,
"People always say..."
"Children grow up."
"But..."
"In a mother's eyes..."
"They never do."
Her voice trembled.
"...Because..."
"A mother will always remain a mother."
Brald gently held her hand.
Without another word...
The two of them continued staring at the empty road...
Waiting...
Believing...
That someday...
Their children would return safely.
Suddenly...
CRACK...
A soft sound echoed inside the house.
Lily turned around.
T's favorite little wooden rabbit...
The toy she carried everywhere...
Had fallen from the shelf.
One of its tiny ears had broken off.
Lily's face instantly turned pale.
Her heart tightened.
"...No..."
Without realizing it...
She stood up.
The broken toy slipped from her trembling hands.
For some reason...
An uneasy feeling spread through her heart.
As if something terrible had happened far away.
She clutched her chest.
"...V..."
"...T..."
"...Please..."
"...Come home safely."
For the first time that night...
Fear completely swallowed her heart.
Suddenly—
"Lily."
A familiar voice echoed.
She slowly opened her eyes.
The broken toy...
Was perfectly fine.
The wooden sword...
Was still beside the door.
Morning sunlight quietly entered through the window.
She was lying on her bed.
Her breathing was heavy.
It had all been...
A dream.
A terrible dream.
Brald stood beside her with a worried expression.
"Another nightmare?"
Lily silently nodded.
She quickly looked around the room.
Both beds were empty.
Because...
V...
T...
And Brald...
Were still on their journey to the Holy Kingdom.
Lily gently wiped the tears from her face.
Then she smiled faintly.
"...Please..."
"Return home safely."
The Narrator
"A sword may protect the world..."
"But it is a mother's prayer..."
"That guides the sword back home."
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