Re: [Monoceros]
[He could not, would not, cry. It wasn't the right time for tears.]
[He shook himself out of his reverie and slowly got to his feet again, carefully placing his hand on the rock surface. Grandmother told him to search here after her passing.]
[He carefully climbed down the other side of the boulder and hopped over to another rock. He carefully circled the rock formation, letting invisible hands guide him. He soon came across a small crevice in the rock formation. Without hesitation, he reached in.]