"Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you."
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________________________________________________________________________ Wales, June 1417 A.D. River Wye - Monmouthshire
>>You seem calmer nowdays, young master<<
Wren states, seeing how Jungkook is so calmly helping him with the task of feeding the horses. The elder puts on a smug smile and replies.
>>Maybe it is the age. You will know when you will be eighteen<<
The Prophet shrugs nonchalant, but Wren insists.
>>I don't think it's the age, you just seem more relaxed, the latest months you seemed as if something was bugging you<<
''More like someone''
Jungkook thinks to himself. The real thing is that Jimin's thoughts have lessened in his brain. They're still there, but with a lighter impact, and more rare. He has no idea as for why this is happening, nor why this phenomenon is now dissipating. Jungkook doesn't even know if he wants this feelings to just go or not, because as much as it bothers him, as long as he feels Jimin he can be sure he is alive, he can have at least this connection to the elder.
>>There was something on my mind, but now it is getting better, that is just it<<
Wren's furrowed brows cling even more towards each other as he looks at Jungkook so naturally feeding the animals in the stalls.
>>Listen young master<<
>>Yes?<<
>>How do you know so much about caring for farm animals? And farming in general? Like, you are a Prophet, why would you know all these things about working in the fields and such?<<
>>I used to work a lot back in England<<
>>UH?! YOU ARE TELLING ME THE MONKS LET YOU DO THAT?!<<
Jungkook nods calmly, unsure as for why he got such a reaction out of the younger male.
>>Yes..? So what? I even asked if I could do it here, but the Head Priest refused.. old pee-pot, that is what he is<<
>>Why do you want to work?? Like, you have the best life possible, you don't have to lift one single finger!<<
