Alluring AriesI love riddles. What I don’t love is when riddles take way too long to solve. It’s not that I can’t be tenacious or patient. Rather, I am unwilling to waste time with needless guesswork when I could spend it better.And Shion of Aries is such a riddle. Granted, he is kind enough. But he is also very quiet and a little distant. Yes, he can laugh and can get along with people really well, but I’ve never seen him get-ting close to anyone. Except for Dohko of Libra, that is. And maybe Albafica of Pisces, if that can even be possible. Because the azure-haired Gold Saint is even more distant than Shion.It is frustrating, because I can clearly sense that there is a great depth beneath his calm exterior. And why is he even so calm? It’s the complete opposite of what I know about his Zodiac Sign. Aries people are supposed to be loud, outgoing, perhaps even a little aggressive at times. Shion is none of that.I guess that only shows how facetted the human character is. And that one should never throw all people of one group into one pot. I remember clearly when we first met. As the Silver Saint of Pavus, I had been assigned to a mission led by him. From the moment I had laid eyes on him, here had been something striking me as strange about him. The irking sensation that there is so much more to him than meets the eye. An unknown depth. A sadness lying just beneath his calm, gentle demeanor. And while I am usually decent at reading people, I never know what he’s thinking.These things run through my head as I ascend the last stairs to the Aries Tem-ple, dressed in my training gear and the Pandora Box with my Cloth on my back. Already, the looming façade appears bit by bit up ahead.As I approach the entrance, I give a brief flare of my Cosmos. I know he’s in, be-cause just a moment ago I felt his presence. And when I step into the hallway, the Gold Saint of Aries already comes walking towards me. With his golden shimmering armor, billowing white cape and flowing, golden hair with a lime green hue, he is an impressive sight to behold.My heart makes an involuntary jump.“Ah, you’re the Pavus Saint”, he greets me with a light smile. “What can I do for you?” Then his eyes fall ono the box on my back, and he adds: “Although, I think I know.”