Living Scales (Vikklan FF)
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"Wh-what do y-you mean dragons aren't r-real?!" I ask, feeling my eyes water with heart broken, but determined to keep my beliefs strong.
"They are only creatures of myth, nothing more, nothing less." He scowled staring down at me.
"B-But... But--" I was cut off by a shock of pain. It took me a moment to realize I had been slapped by my own father.
"No more buts from you young man, you have no reason to be believing in such things at your age." He growled getting ready to fire again.
I just couldn't take it any more and I snapped.
"How do you know they don't exist?" I yelled.
"Because they have never been discovered and they only belong to fantasy." He argues.
"Has the enitre world been discovered?"
"Well... no..."
"What if they'e in a place that has never been seen by man kind, what if they migrate to an isolated area to where people won't find them, maybe they just don't want to found!" I screamed before storming off.
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"Hey Vikk! Ms. Moralin is letting Josh and I out to the field to play! Wanna join us?" My friend asked from the door way to my room. I flinched before turning away from my desk to face him.
"Sorry Simon, can't today. Studying for an upcoming test, you know how important this is to me." I declined with an apologetic smile, closing my book on English law after bookmarking my page.
"C'mon Vikk, it'll only be for a little bit, besides you're the smartest guy here." Simon whined a little thinking it would win me over, but it only caused me to sigh as I turned back to my desk.
"Simon, I said no, can you just let me rea-"
"All you do is read!" He yelled which actually shocked me, though his shaky breath gave away he didn't mean it. "Vikk... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay." I smiled facing him again. "How about I join you guys when I finish this chapter and do my chores." He nodded wiping away guilty tears, I get up and give him a brief hug before we leave together.
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