The big chair is empty for the first time in their history. Everybody is stunned. They can't believe that their king is gone. This wise man that had been always seen as the master and father of all children and grown ups, is no longer with them. No one knows what happened. Different theories are born, as a sutil way of trying to understand what' s been of their loved king.
Just as if was faith, or maybe is on purposse, there is no sun today. Instead, big, grey (almost black) clouds cover the sky. For the first time, the flowers that had coloured the kingdom for a whole life are closed today. Just like they were paying their respects for the death of this unique man.
And they, the people, are afraid, but they won't go anywhere. In the air there is a feeling of unease, of something bad about to happen, but these people are not going nowhere. Loyalty is not business: it's pure, unconditional love.
Tomorrow will be another day. And eventually they will manage to get over it. There will even be a day when the king will not be mentioned any longer. Children will be born and no story of the king's greatness will be told.
The king is somewhere, watching his people. He knows the future. He can tell all the good and bad things people will do now that he's gone. And suddenly, the remorse for having left them comes to his mind, but he soon erases it, for he knows that they will be all right. No one says it will be easy, but tomorrow, they will be all right.
Who would have said that such a glorious man would take into account even the time of departure? That's a man that goes there. Look well for this is your last chance of getting a glimpse of the person that has released you from suffering. Look well, open your eyes, for he's here, among us.
He has already vanished though, but his esence will remain for an eternity.
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