The temperature was so high unexpectedly in Tabernas, a desert located in Almeria. A man wearing a white tagelmust and royal blue robe was traveling. The man looked thirsty and frustrated at the same time. He let out a sigh.
"If it weren't for the thieves that stole everything except the small amount of money I successfully kept away from them, I would have water to drink!" He's kicking the sand sending off sand dust everywhere.
"Good for them, they are able to take away everything!" The man kept on walking without any clue on how to survive in the desert without water and food. He kept on kicking things he could see on his way. However, he didn't realized that there was something that was buried somehow by the sand and so he got tripped. His face landed instantly on the sand and his mouth got filled with a few scoops of it.
"Ouch!" A girl's voice said.
The man, after taking out the sand that got into his mouth, tried to find where the voice came from. When he turned around, he realized that a girl was lying down from where he got tripped. "What are you doing from that place?!"
"Even I don't have any idea why." The girl said while trying to get up. She looked like a ten-year-old girl based on her physique. She was wearing a tattered linen shirt, gray trousers, and a pair of dirty socks together with an old brown pair of shoes. "I was just sleeping on the wagon while my brother was on the front sitting on the horse he got."
"Well," the man said while looking around the area. "How come he didn't notice you?"
"That's what I don't know," She pulled up the sleeves of her shirt. "But I know where to find him."
"You do?" The man raised his brows.
"Yes," The girl looked and pointed in west. "We were heading to some small town as part of our travel around the country." The girl turned back facing the man with interest. "And you, mister, will help me get there."
"Wait a minute!" The man backed away for a short distance. "I just met you and I don't even know who you are. You might be a thief or something."
"Okay, fine!" The girl offered her right hand to the man. "My name is Jennifer. First of all, I'm not a thief. Lastly, I'm just a child and I can't travel alone. Besides, you look like you need a place to stay based on your "condition" as of now."
Jennifer smiled at him. The man had no choice: he lost all of his belongings thanks to the thieves he met on his way. Without any hesitation, the man made a deal with Jennifer.
"Marco." The man said when he accepted Jennifer's hand.
"What?"
"It's my name." He let go of her hand. "Now, tell me. Where should we start walking?"
The two of them walked on their way to the small town that Jennifer mentioned. "So, who is this "brother" you're talking about?" Marco asked.
"Well, he isn't actually my brother." Jennifer said under the tagelmust Marco lent to him. "He's like a brother to me since he's taking care of me ever since he found me."
"I see..." Marco responded.
"So," Jennifer looked at him "Where did you come from?"
"I'm from England." Marco answered. "I'm only here for some investigation regarding the condition of this country." He looked at Jennifer's grey eyes. "For my personal study."
"Oh," Jennifer nodded. "So you're like an expert of something."
"Geographer to be precise." Marco said.
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The Legend of Stephano
FanfictionA few years had passed since Felix aka “Pewdiepie” started playing Amnesia, we become fans of Mr. Chair, Jennifer, PIGEEEH! (Sorry about that) and of course, the one and only, Stephano. Stephano had guided him throughout the Brennenburg Castle for h...
