The Master escorted Solana and I through the castle until we approached a flight of stairs. It boggled how there was so much in this castle that I had not yet seen. I didn’t even know that this place even had stairs.
“This way,” the Master beckoned.
I obediently followed while Solana took up the rear. A hint of childish excitement brewed within me. There was always something to explore in this castle.
Doors lined the hallway at the top of the stairs. All of them bore the Order’s insignia: the white circle with a bird flying beneath it. At least on the ground floor, the doors were gilded with different designs (aside from the mailroom door) and the bedrooms all had room numbers. If I ever had to come up here again, I would never be able to find whatever it was that I would be looking for.
“Has anyone ever told you what our emblem means, Elijah?” The Master asked, continuing to walk.
“No. I just thought it was for show.”
“Then allow me to shed some light on it, then. The dove is representative of the Order, and how we soar towards the twilight in order to end the Solar Convergence. Have you ever heard of the legend of Icarus?”
I browsed my thoughts, then shook my head, “No.”
“Not many have. It was a legend passed down centuries before the Solar Convergence. Many of the people that lived to witness the formation of the twilight were probably not educated on the myth. The civilization from which it originated is over a millennium old, and its remains are practically nonexistent. Historians do not even know if their civilization even had a name.”
“But you still pass down the legend?”
“Yeah, we do,” Solana interjected. “It’s a part of our ideology.”
“Icarus and his father, Daedalus, flew with a pair of wings sculpted from wax and feathers. It has not yet been found why the two were flying in the first place, but it no longer matters. Daedalus cautioned his son not to fly too high nor too low. Because the wings were made of wax, doing either would destroy the wings. Icarus did not heed his father’s warnings and flew too close to the sun. The wings melted, and they fell into the sea.”
“So what does that have to do with your ideology? The dove on this emblem seems to be flying towards the twilight. But Icarus and Daedalus died when they got too close.”
“It is a testament to the sacrifices we are willing to make in order to end the Solar Convergence. The dove, unlike Icarus, can fly much higher. The Guardians are the only ones that can end the Solar Convergence, and thus, we will fly as close to the sun as we can, even if it costs us our lives.”
Such a philosophy made me uneasy. I nearly forgot that the whole reason the Order formed was to separate the sun and the moon again. Was I ready to devote myself to such a cause? If my parents were willing to, then that fortitude must lie somewhere within me.
Whether it was ready to come out was the real question.