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A touch to the heart

The ever so silent Adeptus sat on the roof. His eyes gazed over the many mortals celebrating far below him. The occasion, he didn’t know. He couldn’t be bothered to find out.  He turned his head away from the commotion and laid down. It had been yet another day where the karma left an ache in his body. All he wanted to do was close his eyes and rest. But the noisy humans did not allow him to. And he didn’t feel like wasting any energy going somewhere quiet.  As he lay there enjoying the outside air, a warm glow caught his attention. His eyes flickered open and widened at the surprise of seeing a lantern. Xiao contemplated on what to do before reaching out to grab the lonely light.  After a quick examination, he found a piece of paper. Though he realized it was most likely something private, his curiosity shook those thoughts away.  To his shock, there was a little poem addressed to... him? The poem spoke of admiration and gratitude. It wished him good fortune and happiness.  The lonely adepti frowned at the oddness of it all. his frown quickly disappeared to make way for raising eyebrows. Suddenly there were dozens of lanterns floating through the night sky.  Xiao was so caught up in admiring the pretty lanterns, all decorated with their own unique designs. One of him fighting a monster. Another of his face was carefully crafted as to not miss a single detail. And more, telling stories of his achievements one by one. His feet hurried higher up the building. He didn’t want to miss a single one.  Caught up in his daze, he did not notice how the mortals had gone silent.  Silent, until a harmonizing sound left their lips simultaneously. They began to chant.  A tribute song for the conqueror of demons. The sound filled his ears. Soft voices among rough ones, Children happily singing with their parents and grandparents. The last of the Yaksha was pulled into old, barely forgotten memories, of friends, who once much like him seemed untouchable. Friends, whose spirits had left this world, who had left him behind. For the first time in decades, he longed for a home long gone. Tears welled up in his eyes, despite his attempts at keeping them at bay.  A wobbly smile graced his face. Perhaps he should complain less about mortals.