Looking at little boy chopping woods. Man raised his eyebrows.
"Listen little boy, why you don't use magic?" Man snap his fingers. The wood chopped itself.
Boy was amazed, how fast it was. "How you did it?" With glare in his eyes.
"It's easy, I can teach you it. Only for place to lay my head and something to eat."
"I'm not sure, father won't be glad." He stares at woods.
Man came closer with confidence. "Let me talk to him, I can help him to."
Boy looked into ground. "You can't"
"Why not?"
"He didn't return last winter."
"Oh, what's your name?"
Boy looked at the man. "Raoul"
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My drabbles (100,200,300 words)
RandomThis is my collection of my drabbles, there will be plenty of short stories. If you want something short, you should read this. This is totally random. Sometimes it will be "story" sometimes my emotions, thought on something totally random. After pu...
