A couple days have past and nothing has happened except for my father forcing me to go into town on some errands. I hate going into the city, it is so over crowded, but I have no choice. The city of Solica is definetly not the biggest capital city in Panaria but it isn't the smallest. The capital of the western lands is a dump, a really small place that always smells of mud and filth.
What do I need to get again? Barly, meats, some furs, fruits for dinner-- Suddenly, I feel someone's shoulder push against mine, quite abruptly in fact.I look over to see a younger man in a dark, ragged cloak scramble to the floor, trying to quickly recover the documents that had fallen unto the ground.
I reach out offering my assistance.
"Here, let me help you wi--".
A hand quickly shoots out and slaps my arm away from the him.
"Listen, I am sorry for running into you, just let me help you pick up your papers".The man finished picking up the papers and dashed away as quickly as he could go. The sudden movement of the boy made me fall back a bit. Where was he going?
Naturally, my curiousity got the best of me and I followed him. I saw him enter an ally, then turned left down another. Then another. Next, right down a street and another right down another ally. Where the hell is this guy going?Finally, he turned to make one last dash into a narrow passage and-- wait... where did he go? He was right in front of me and then shot down that narrow passage and vanished. That is suspicious, where could he have gone? I walk down through the narrow passage to see for myself where he had disappeared to.
Suddenly I feel a cold metal blade on my neck and the firm grip of a hand on my mouth. Oh shite, I'm gonna die in a muddy allyway and no one is gonna save me. All because I was curious about a fucking mail boy! Gimme a break.
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King of the Fireweilders
FantasyI don't even know how I ended up in a situation like this one. Something about choices and my idiocy. But I can't stay neutral for long, I must finish what I started.