Simon steps out of one of the houses, stretching carefully. "Yeah, Da, I'll get some supper, and I won't go too far. I promise." He adds "Honest!" in an undertone as he heads towards the main house.
As Simon walks towards the main house, Miki emerges from underneath the spreading shadow of the oak tree and walks quickly over the grass to meet him.
"Miki! Hi!" The dark boy's tone is clearly pleased, though he keeps his voice down far enough not to be audible to his parents in their house.
Miki smiles. "Hey," he says, his voice no louder than Simon's. "Do you have a little time to talk?"
Simon hesitates. "Um, I guess. D'you mind if I grab some food, first? I could get you some, too..."
Miki shakes his head. "No, go ahead. I, um, I am fine, I uh, will be eating later. Where should I wait for you?"
Simon rubs his nose with the back of one hand. "Um... How about that barn? I'll be right there..."
Miki nods, gives Simon the ghost of a smile, and runs off to the barn, his feet nearly silent in the long grass.
You walk along a cart track which circles around the guest house, and walk into the nearest barn through the big double doors.
Near Barn, New Moon Farm
The old concrete floor of the barn is crumbling a little now, attesting to the great age of this old building. It is a big round room surmounted with a hayloft, which is presently empty but still perfumes the dusk of the barn with the scent of sunny grass. In one corner, pieces of an old cart and broken hoes, scythes, and other farm tools await mending. There are a few stalls in the back, built sturdily of heavy timbers, but for the most part it is open space. A stick horse leaning in one corner, and a child's pull-wagon mutely testify to the present uses to which this barn is usually put.
Simon enters the hay-smelling gloom of the barn through the big double doors.
Simon has arrived.
The barn is apparently empty. After a moment, there is a rustling up in the hayloft, and Miki says, in a low voice, "Hey, up here."
Simon scrambles up the ladder to the loft, carrying a large sandwich. "Hi," he says quietly. "This'll be much nicer in a week or so, when the hay's in. What's up?"
Miki is sitting with his back against one of the walls of the barn, his hair the only thing that marks him out in the gloom. He turns to watch Simon, exhaling a deep breath. "Something really weird happened to me yesterday."
Simon settles down next to Miklos, a black shadow in the dimness. "Weirder than ghosts and shifters and things?" his tone is lightly teasing, cut off by the sound of chewing.
A nod, a faint breath of a laugh. "Yes, it was. Look... do you know much about the mountain? You know, Katahdin?" He doesn't pronounce the name quite correctly; his accent, which is sometimes nearly unnoticable, is very clear on that word.
Simon swallows his mouthful. "Katahdin? Sure. I've even been hiking there a few times, with Da." He continues eating. Apparently there wasn't really all that much need for his parents to worry about him eating.
"Are there... strange things up there?" asks Miki, his voice a little unsure. "I mean, that you have heard of?"
Simon thinks, chewing quietly. "Um, sort of, I guess. I mean, some of my friends did their rituals up there, and had really odd dreams."
Miki shakes his head. "I... it was no dream!" he says with great conviction. "I was not asleep!"
Simon's teeth flash white in the darkness. "I believe you!"
Miki takes another breath. "I do not know whether you are going to believe me after I tell you. Simon, I saw a... this is going to sound very foolish." He sighs. "A unicorn. On the mountain."
Simon blinks. For a long moment, there's only the sound of chewing. "A unicorn? White, glowing horn, goat-beard, like in the stories?"
Miki shrugs, the gesture almost lost in the dark. "I did not notice a beard, but yes. And it said-- az istenit!" The final exclamation is clearly a swearword, not meant to be a quote from the unicorn.
Simon blinks again. "What?" He looks around, peering into the dimness.
Scrambling to his feet, Miki mutters something under his breath in Hungarian, then says to Simon, "I have to go, Simon. I promised my brother that I would be home tonight, and--" His head swings around, as if listening, and he says something, urgently, in Hungarian. He looks back at Simon and says, "I am sorry, I will come back soon, I promise--"
Simon nods, his shadow-hidden expression one of complete confusion. "Um, sure, Miki..."
Miki leans forward and swiftly kisses Simon on the mouth before turning and hurrying towards the ladder. Before he gets there, however, he stops and says, "Varj egy percig, not /here!/ It will frighten--" and vanishes.