"You know. When somebody learns your name, they get this whole idea of how you are as a person." A pale skinned man with shaggy black hair would speak to the taller figure walking in front of him.
"Are you saying I'm not what you expected?" The figure, darkened by the shadows of dim light would ask, its voice cold as always.
"No! No! I just... your parents actually named you 'Lord'?" The man asked with mocking amusement in his voice.
"My parents did not name me." I replied, illuminating the path before us with a neon yellow glow.
"So you named yourself then?" He asked me, the tinder-head always wanted to be an icicle in my side.
"..." So, I would not respond, ignore the people who ignore you, as my mother once said.
"You seriously have an ego as tall as the canyon peak." The man mused, I could smell the taunt coming from a mile away.
"I did not name myself." I snapped in response, stopping as he ran into my spine, his head just barely at chest level with me.
"Then who did?" He asked with mock interest, I'm going to kill this man as soon as I'm free from his little summoning.
"Nobody, you tinder-head." I replied, lifting him by the front of his shirt.
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Hi!! It feels like so long since I've written something! I can't promise any consistent updates on this story but here's the start of it! This is about eight years before the story actually begins, I'll post a Character Index for you all soon!
Happy reading Kits!
-Wisdom
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Tinder-Headed.
Fantasy"Do you understand that the being before you could have your heart on a gold platter with a snap of its fingers?" --- "You truly do have a head of tinder, don't you?" "Don't worry. I'll fix you."
