As a kid, the world looks big compared to us.
But as we get older, it's not as big.
It's all part of the growing process, it's the same with places. Things change, lives change, and circumstances change.
I was small growing up, but not too small. You could say I was healthy even though I was abused. I guess that's because I always found food out in the wild, so I never usually went hungry.
My name is Ashton. I live out in the middle of nowhere in the mountains of Trost along with my mother. No one knows where we are or where we live. I've never even seen another person's face other than a few hunters that go hunting for elk along the pathways I walk.
Sometimes I wonder why my mom never allowed me to socialize. I guess it was because she felt like I would be a nuisance and cause her more trouble than we already were in. And that friends were a waste of time. The only reason I knew about friends and relationships between others was because of a Library near my house, abandoned but kept neat. I take care of it of course. I read several stories, about the walls, the Titans, men, women, children, relationships, romance, so many things it's amazing.
I always lived my life in the fantasy I wanted, since that was usually my get away from my mother.
I knew the reality of this world, I wasn't stupid. I just knew the only people that would only care about me would be people I read in story books that probably never existed or were dead.
Believe me, after a while, after you read books and imagine yourself in the scenes of the story, you don't feel so alone anymore.
I just wished I had more books to read since I've almost read the entire library.
I did find a book that was left behind by someone who leaves me things time and time again. I was curious who this person was but was more interested in the contents that they gave me. This book contained new information! New things, new events, new people!
The writer seemed to go by the last name Arlert.
I grew fond of this book this person gave me and read it over and over again. Wondering if I could meet these people that seemed to have so much kindness in their hearts.---------
"You seem to like that book." A voice said from behind me. I flinched, not recognizing the voice and definitely knew it wasn't my mother. I stood up quickly and met eyes with a boy. He had blue eyes, blonde hair that was cut as a bull cut.
I nodded, only focusing on his eyes. Man, they were beautiful. But why did the looks of this boy remind me of the boy in the book I read over and over again?
"Sorry, I'm Armin. I was the one who wrote the book." He said with a smile. My eyes widened as I smiled brightly. "I really do like the book! It's my favorite one! I don't ever get bored." I said as I held it close.
He blushed slightly, and he chuckled. "Aw. I'm glad you like it. I haven't finished the rest of my adventures but I am hoping I have more and write more about it." He said as he rubbed the back of his head. I couldn't take it and hugged him tightly, I know that's weird and all, but he was the person I wanted to thank for writing this amazing book. He seemed surprised but hugged back. As I pulled away, I smiled brightly. "Your the person I wanted to thank for this book! I've been so lonley but reading this has made me so happy and makes me feel like I'm there myself."
He nodded and patted my head. I leaned into his touch and closed my eyes. I was feeling so happy right at this moment, I couldn't stop smiling.
"Well, if you want, I will bring you more books tomorrow." He said with a smile.
I nodded eagerly, not even thinking about it. He laughed and smiled even brighter. "Alright then, I'll come back here tomorrow-" he said then looked at me in Question. "Your name?"
"Ashton." I said.
"Alright Ashton, I'll see you tomorrow!" He said as he ran off.
I giggled and hugged the book tighter. Man, it felt so good to probably have made a new friend!
But I didn't know how far this would go, and how far I would fall.
I would soon see.
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Let The Sky Fall
Fanfiction⚠️TW warnings⚠️ Living life in the woods and on the run is always a struggle, and its not always easy. But as you grow along with the wilderness, you continue to see how everything works and that everything has a purpose, like all of us. We all have...