Aurelian Vale;
Joy. I hadn't felt it in a long time.
However, the day before, I had tasted bliss. A kind of peace I didn't know existed, and finally, I had found something I didn't want to lose.
I was on my way back from school when I saw a wounded stray puppy in the rain. I took it home, tended to its wound and named it.
It may have only spent half a day and one night with me, but the little time with it was the happiest I've ever felt. I didn't feel so alone anymore. I finally had a companion.
It was only a little puppy. It licked my face every time I let it get close. Its tail wagged whenever I looked at it.
Life had been hard on us both, and somehow, fate allowed us find each other. It was a blessing. Finally, life didn't seem so bleak.
In just one night, I had named the puppy. Orion.
Light. It was the only semblance of light for a nine-year-old boy who constantly cursed his birth.
