We started running towards the tree in the pursuit of danger and excitement with wide smiles as we vaulted up buildings and carts.
The explosions were becoming more and more frequent and bigger as we got closer
"so what's your qwerk?"I asked
Qwerk or otherwise known as insanitys amongst the community are like the mental illness we develop after becoming a loony so like dual personalitys and stuff
"I don't know I haven't gotten checked. I just know something is fuckin wrong with me."
"well you don't need to be so pissy about it"
BANG
The loudest they have heard yet
"Jack that sounds like a crash you would make." I said
He looked at me in the dark only slightly lighted by the tree
He stopped running and Thought for a second
"It does" he replied
They finally arrive during at the town square and what they saw immediately was about 30 white wizards in there path
But I would like too take a second and appreciate the chaos before I continue.
Fire every where. Buildings, the ground, bodies, the trees and more. The town square is quite a buetiful too right now also, especially this time of year when the walls are alit with candles and lights beside the wreaths
One thing everybody agreed apon is that the glacions knew how to do chrismas
And here is where I must end my telling of the story I'm just the prologue teller I must now pass it on to the real teller of the story
I call him mister 3
3 is his rule
Third person
Three main parts
And three truths
But he is not as fun and won't give as much life
His real name is zeplin
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Dark Paths
AdventureYoung Boys with dark past and even darker secrets with extraordinary gifts that hinder them in society find their own ways through paths of life that they think are already there but soon realize that sooner or later their fates collide in an unexp...
