The Tale of Two Fairies

Chapter 2

Max wasn't like most seven year olds'. For instance, unlike most kids his age, Max didn't like playing with other kids or find the appeal in running around like a banshee screeching his head off (something a lot of the towns kids found to be both fun and time consuming). Max liked to sit on the floor of the old Mole Barry Tavern, under a worn out table no longer usable do to a large crack in the wood top, and read stories about great knights that slayed dragons and went on great adventures. Max knew he wasn't much, (or so he thought) just a weak little peasant boy that worried too much about his future. He never really liked himself, he didn't like his jet black hair or his emerald green eyes (although he did like them on his mother but that was to be expected). Max didn't like that the other kids, they thought he was a freak for wanting to read rather than play. Most of all Max didn't like that in every story he read about knights and their adventure all ended the exact same way, 'the knight saving a damsel in distress just to end up marrying her and living happily ever after'. "Why does every story end with the Knight saving some girl?" Max asked this question a great deal of times to his mother. He could never understand why the knight would throw away his life just to marry some girl. His mother was never any real help in answering that question either; she would just look at Max like she always does, -It was a look that made him think there was some joke he just wasn't seeing-, and told him the same old line she always did "someday you'll understand."

Just as any other day Max's mother awoke him before the first ray of sun light had a chance to come into contact with the fresh dew on the morning earth just to drag him along to work. They got to the Mole Barry Tavern the same time as they always did. Max went to his usual spot and began to read as his mother went straight to work. As much as Max hoped there would be more for his future, he knew he was most likely going to be working right alongside his mother someday, no matter how much he dreamed about being a knight.

But today wasn't like any other day for Max. Today as Max sat in his usual spot reading, a boy with a smile too big for his own face and eyes that seem to sparkle ran up to him and just started talking to him like he was some normal kid and not some anti-social weirdo. At first Max thought it was a joke. -Just some kid messing with him -he also thought it was a little strange to talk to someone he had never met before. But after conversing with the boy –who he had found out was a year older than him and went by the name Alex –he found himself enjoying the other boys' company. Although they only talked about pointless and random things, he even enjoyed the conversation and was disappointed when Alex's father called for him to leave.