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Post by Demon on May 15, 2015 21:58:16 GMT -5
It is said the world came into being when the first of the tall ones closed his eyes for his first time
The boy who hadn't chosen a name yet woke with a start. He wondered about his dream briefly, and decided it was not something to lose sleep about. The smell of breakfast wafted through the room. He had forgotten all about the dream. "You should eat, boy." Said his grandmother, a wrinkled yet strong woman. She was short and thick. Her face showed the wrinkles left by both laughing and frowning frequently. "You have a long trek ahead of you." The boy sat down and started eating silently. after eating his breakfast. The boy packed a few clothes in his satchel, and prepared to leave.
His grandmother waited at the door. she handed him a pouch filled with coins. She gave him a long tight hug and without a word walked into her room.
The boy walked out of the house. he walked for what seemed like hours without looking back. He had reached the edge of the forest. taking a deep breath. he walked in.
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