Soal gritted his teeth as he saw a surge of Dark Soldiers down in the canyon, near the Dam. They were all looking at him. And the army knew that too. They needed to make it across this wire and quick! "Well, I'd be going now," he called out, and stepped one boot on the wire. Balancing himself like an acrobat, he made he first step. And the second. His luck was running through him. Slowly, he made the third step. The army was confident that he would make it, but they were 88% sure he would fall to his demise. No one in the whole army felt like talking, as that would be a fatal distraction to the Un-Character. Porter just stared in concern.
Suddenly, the wire snapped and Soal's helmet fell to the bottom of the canyon! The army gasped in fear. He was only hanging on by his two boots, gradually slipping off the wire, only connected to one side of the rocky canyon. Several kiwis rushed to help him as he stared into the 80-foot deep ravine, swarming with Dark Soldiers. The few kiwi soldiers were of no help to Soal. He panicked, and flailed with the wire, trying to get it to reach his hands. Instead he just fell to the bottom of the canyon, where the Dark Soldiers- and death- were waiting for him.
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The Sketch: The Voyage of Soal
Fantasia{Book One in the Sketch Trilogy} In a bleak future world, a timid boy named Samuel Lawrence is sent to yet another boarding school, where a strange secret awaits him. When a corporation known as Lint Corp. delivers him a seemingly unimportant cart...
