Harvest Days Epilogue
Konami owns Suikoden and its characters, Straya owns Ardeth and Jael,
MercWanderer owns Rachel, and the rest belong to me.
Morning came and it was time for my friend to leave. We all ate breakfast,
and then the knights went outside to get their horses ready. Except Father.
He stayed in and helped Mother clean up after breakfast. He didnt say
much of anything to her, though.
Then Lord Salome came back inside and said the horses were put to, and it
was time to go. Jael took his pack and I walked him outside. The adults said
their good-byes and he and I walked over to his fathers carriage.
Well, I had fun, Ryan.
I offered him my hand the way that the knights do when its important.
He took it and we smiled at each other. Maybe you can come back next
Maybe. Or maybe you can come to my house for Yule.
Yeah, that would be fun.
We sorta stared off at the adults for a few minutes and then he said, I
know well see each other again.
We should make it a pact.
How do we do that?
I think we just did by saying it.
Lord Salome walked up to us and gave me a pat on the head. Be a good
boy, Ryan, he said. Why does everyone always tell me to be good?
Then he said to Jael, Ready? Ill need you up front
Yes sir! My friend said as he rushed to the steps of the carriage.
There was some more waving and well-wishes. Then Jael snapped the whip and
the horses trotted away. I watched them until they disappeared. When I turned
around, I got a big surprise. Father was still there!
He smiled at me. Well, Ive been granted an extra week of leave.
It must have been your mothers cooking!
I looked at him. But Mothers cooking is
She was right behind me, but I didnt know that. He cut me off.
Dont lie, Percy, she said with a laugh.
Its not really lie.
Yes, it is.
Father laughed again. Come on, Ryan. Lets all go for a
Even though I already missed my friend, I couldnt say no to that!
Eleven years later, I still hold the memories of that Harvest most dear.
My new friend, my best friend, and his family made it special. I learned
quite a bit, as I grew older. I learned that Charlotte wasnt annoying
and that her father wasnt much of a man. I learned that three
sheets to the wind meant drunk. I learned that Uncle Borus loves my
mother more than he loves himself. I learned that Geoffrey would stop crying
and grow up to be a good friend, and I learned that sometimes a shred of
hope can bring forth a miracle.
And with all that, the words of Hugo rang true and provided me with the most
valuable lesson as I followed in my parents footsteps and enrolled
in the military academy. I began to realize what he meant by just being himself
that night. There was no race, no war, and no anger in that house that night.
We were just people. A group of people, from all walks of life, from different
countries, from different races, who came together and celebrated the most
important of Sadies giftseach other.
There were no disagreements, no politics, and no hatred that nightjust
love and kindness for our fellow men. To this day, I wish I could go back
to the tiny house in the back of that meager cornfield, where all those people
gathered to enjoy each other, and where I met my best friend.
P. Ryan Fraulein II
In Solis 493
Authors Note: Special thanks to Alastair, AJ, Catherine Rain, MercWanderer
and Sam-Chan for their wonderful beta-reading services on various phases
of this story.