Gone

It was a wery windy day, as Micah stands there at the cottages steps looking inside. He was about to leave, Micah always wanted to travel, but now that his Mother passed away he felt a strong need to leave and explore a bit more. A small worry did eat him as he walked away from the  cottage, Syren the small fox he found in the woods some time ago had stopped coming ower to the cottage. Micah thought he just found his way back home, but somewhere deep inside he worried something maybe ha ppened. Either way, Micah didn't know where Syren was at those times he wasn't at the cottage, so there was no way to look for him. What ever was going on, Micah hoped Syren would do well.

Syren walked to the cottages steps and quietly pushes the door open, it was quiet inside everything looked pretty normal but  something didn't feel too right. He slowly steps in to the cottage and walks to the mudle of the room looking around.

"Micah?"

Syren calls out, as normally Mucah would be here at this time.

Syren walks to the second room, that was a smal kitchen and had a back door. No one was there either

"Micah?!"

Syren keeps calling out, he looks out from the back door and comes back inside to see the small upstairs room. Still nothing the house was empty. Syren feels a bit frustraited, as he walks back down the stairs and goes to sit outside at the stone steps to wait. After a while, the sun started to set and Micah still didn't show up. Syren gets up to go back inside, as it was getting cold. As Syren gets inside, he stops as he gets this feeling. 

He is not coming. Micah is not comig back 

He didn't know how he knew this, it was just this strong feeling something in the air told him Micah was gone. Tears start to fall down Syrens face as he stands in the middle of the room.

"Micah.. where did you go.."

He sobs wiping his face with his hands. Syren moves ower to the bed that was in the other end of the room, he crawls under the blanket bulling it ower his head. 

Micah was gone, he would never see him again.

This kept repeating in his head as he quietly laid there, alone in the old gottage no one would hear his cries and pleads for Micah to come back even just for a second.

It was no use, after 2 days Micah still wasn't back. Syren, devastated had no other choice than leave. He quietly steps out of the cottage one last time, walking in to the deep woods he came from.