Borrowers have existed for 157 years and within a century and a half some traditions are created one of which was that borrowers at age 18 leave the family home and find a place to borrow. Your not supposed to talk with humans but I think you can ki...
The morning dew on a blade of grass showed your reflection.
You: My Name is Y/n L/n I am 18 years of age as it is formal to as a borrower I must stop borrowing from my parents and find a borrowing burrow to call my own! The journey will be hard sense I am only 5 inches tall and just about anything could eat me. I can do this I mean I did borrow this magical music box a human left in there yard.
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You some tunes will calm me down the humans I've got to say are wonderful composers such diversity in music.
I got frostbitten in the winter Ice skating on the river With my pretty little black-eyed girl She'd make your darn toes curl just to see her yeah I got a fringe front on my buggy I got a frisky little colt in a hurry And a pretty little black-eyed Suzie by, by, by my side Well she sure knows how to use me Pretty little black-eyed Suzie Playing hooky with my heart all the time Living with her funky family In a derelict old alley Down by the river where we share a little loving in the moonshine I'm an old hayseed harp player I'm the hit of the county fair With my pretty little black-eyed girl Living proof as she swirls She's a dancer, oh yeah I got a fringe front on my buggy I got a frisky little colt in a hurry And a pretty little black-eyed Suzie by, by, my side Well she sure knows how to use me Pretty little black-eyed Suzie Playing hooky with my heart all the time Living with her funky family In a derelict old alley Down by the river where we share a little loving in the moonshine Well she sure knows how to use me Pretty little black-eyed Suzie Playing hooky with my heart all the time, yeah Living with her funky family In a derelict old alley Down by the river where we share a little loving in the moonshine Well she sure knows how to use me Pretty little black-eyed Suzie Playing hooky with my heart all the time Living with her funky family In a derelict old alley Down by the river where we share a little loving in the moonshine
You walked through the vast Jungle of grass though it was treacherous you were hidden from a number of things birds, wasps, and humans. Your parents told you that humans are something to be feared there demons that wouldn't hesitate to kill me no more than hesitate to kill a cockroach.
Some ants were in a formation that was blocking your path.
You took a bow out of respect. You reached into your bag and pulled a piece of bread you found it passed it to the soldiers who would certainly not hesitate to bite the hell outta you.
The solder ants were enjoying there meal and gave a signal the workers stopped and moved creating an opening for you.
