Butter

Chapter 37

*The picture is of me in real life using a bow and arrow. I most likely missed the target. But hey, I'm a little rusty ok!*

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Each day came and went in a flash. I would wake up and train before the sun had come up and finish the day with a bath to sooth my aching muscles. Each day my aim would improve on my shots and my arms would grow stronger. After the 3rd day of training I could keep a 35 lb bow drawn for 40 seconds. I would practice for hours seeing how long I could hold a draw. As the fifth and final day approached I glanced at my arms in the mirror. My muscles stood out in my left arm. I smiled, feeling fully prepared. I went up stairs for my final bath. The water poured out of the faucet. I had grown used to the sound and it pulled me into my daily routine. First drop a small bathbomb in. I had made it by mixing a series of potions and a fire charge. The color swirled in the water turned it a lavender color. My nose was struck with the strong sent of essential oils made from the various plants in the garden. I yanked off my t-shirt which dripped with sweat. I threw it to the side and it buried itself in the shirts was past days. I slid into the water which came up to my waist. The flowing water drowned out all other noises. I was cut off from hearing the yells of joy downstairs caused by the other Moderators training. Thoughts swarmed my head and swallowed. Tomorrow was the day that I had been waiting for. Although I had no intention of feeling happy, for some reason I did. Accomplishment was my motivation and just staring in the mirror helped me feel prepared for the following day. The warm water eased my muscles. Making them feel soft and agile. I rotated my left shoulder and massaged it. When the water filled to top, I turned it off. I just sat there listening now to everything around me. The world felt surreal and I focused on individual sounds. I wasn't paying that much attention to noises coming from the house. Suddenly the door swung open. It was Gen going to wash his hands. I gasped, hoping he wouldn't glance over at the tub. In a split second I muttered the vanish command. I watch my body disappear and reflect my surroundings. I watched Gen move in slow motion, turning on the faucet and allowing the water to cascade over his dirty hands. It felt like he had been in the bathroom for hours before he finally left. He closed the door around him and I took in a long awaited breath and became visible. I drained the tub quickly and got out. I summoned some wool which I used as a towel. Wrapping the wool around me I snuck to my room. The sun had just set and twilight had filled its place. I peered over the balcony into the courtyard and saw Gen furiously slashing at a battered armor stand. Each strike he produced an angry sound. I watched as he swung with full force. His lungs straining to pull in air. Each movement was jerky and rageful. At the end of his tiring battle he set down his sword. His chest puffed in and out. I caught a glimpse of his face before I went into my room. It was red and sweat dripped off his chin. I quietly opened my drawer and pulled out a loose shirt and pj pants. My eyes began to droop, despite such an early hour. I slipped on my pjs and turned off the glowing redstone lamp. Darkness swallowed up my room and I fumbled my way to my bed. I settled down and pulled the blanket up to my chin. My tired silhouette shone on my floor. I heard a door slam from upstairs followed by the kicking of furniture. I could hear someone yelling. "I love this server and I never want to leave it!" I strained my ears, it was Gen.