12 parts Ongoing Fighting for his place with luck and destiny at his side, hard work his companion, envy his stalker and admiration leading at the front. Aodhan fought for what was his, earning and forming a meaning to his nameless self. Left behind and forgotten at birth doomed to die, yet in a ploy of fate received love and acceptance. Aodhan would be forever grateful to those special saviours. Inspired by those loyal and brave men and women who surrounded him. A decision was made, a vow as important as his 8 year old mind could comprehend.
If he had not been then, or now, he would be. worthy of his new life, of the new people, and the power it came with. He would become someone worth remembering. someone who would go down in history for his valour and bravery. His achievements would warrant him a place in the Halls of Fame.
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I stopped
" noo! What are you doing, get back into position!" I yelled in horror, earning baffled and emotional looks from the usual market people.
Sparing a scared look over my shoulder at the shadows growing larger and hurt Joe then the wide-eyed stall keepers, waiting for my reaction. I dashed towards Joe, quickly grabbing Joe, sweeping away the ants to the outside of the barrier making sure I hadn't accidently killed any and placed Joe back in their original position. Stumbling from my kneeling position I made a mad dash to follow It's instructions towards my safe haven.
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