I looked around and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the white sun but when they focused, I saw many townspeople trying to sell goods. I walked along the grey cobblestone as I listened to the loose pebbles crunch under my feet. I ran over to the bakery where my friend Hailey lives. I tanked open the door and I was hit by the smells of sweet pastries.
I called out, "Hailey," and she ran down the stairs.
"Good morning!" She said in her polite accent. Every morning we usually wander throughout town looking for adventure when today, we would never believe what we'd find.
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Torch
FantasyWhen a boy living in the olden times is somehow transported to a strange and mysterious woodland area, he must survive and look for the only thing that will let him escape and the only thing he has is a special gift.
