The pace of my footsteps quickened as I hear leaves rustling and crows cawing.
Lewis was busy with his mayor's stuff, Robin had to go back to her workplace. But there were others who seemed interested in getting to know me. The Community Center was still broken down after all these years.
The place I wanted to go to was the mines. Grandpa may have been overprotective of us both, but he would always let us go with him to find some ores and gems down that cold, deep cave. But the trip was cut short, a giant rock filled with gems towered over me. On the other side, I hear clanking. I guess I'll come back another time.
Turning on my heels, I walked back in the direction of town, bumping into Linus on the way. He still looked like the same old man I saw years back. He didn't seem to recognize me, glancing at me before turning his attention back to the glistening lake.
I couldn't help but smile as I stood next to him, looking at the same lake.
"Sorry, but I don't really talk to strangers," he said coldly, as he shuffled away from me.
I tried to hold my laugh, but a small snort came out, catching his attention. "I thought you would have recognized me, Uncle Li."
It took him a while, but his eyes widened in realization. Then he laughed his hearty laugh and pulled me into a tight hug.
"My goodness, how long has it been, Little One?" he pulled away to take a good look at me, then pulled me back in.
We sat and talked until the sunset. Linus suggested I get home soon, something about creatures coming out and attacking. I complied, only because I was exhausted. We said our goodbyes and went separate ways.
Another person had caught my eye. He looked down at the ripples he made whenever he dropped a small pebble in. The aura around him felt dark and gloomy, matching his look. It was dark but the lit cigarette between his lips illuminated his face every time he took a hit.
But it was getting late, it was best to go back home as soon as possible.
I took the back road back home. But since it wasn't well illuminated, even with the moonlight, I had to be careful where I stepped. Every time leaves would rustle, I would get even more paranoid and quicken my pace. At this point, I'm running down the path.
Sprinting in the dark was a bad idea, especially when you're going down-hill. What made it even worse was the hill turning into stairs. The sudden change in ground-level made me lose balance, causing me to tumble down the stairs.
I groaned in pain, trying my hardest to get up, but the sharp pain in my ankle was keeping me from walking.
A loud 'caw' made my heart beat faster. I had to get up, I was terrified of what's out there. Ignoring the pulsating pain in my ankle, I limped all the way inside the house, shutting it close and locking it.
Finally catching my breath, my mind felt at ease. The small house was cold, sending a chill down my spine. Shifting myself onto stable furniture around the house, I was able to get ready for bed, trying to ignore the pain of my ankle until tomorrow morning.
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Kinda bad, but I think it's okay.
