- Reads 6
- Votes 0
- Parts 1
- Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Feb 06, 2016
The old man coughed to get my attention and I looked up flustered. "Sorry sir." "It's alright, have you been feeling anything off about you lately?" I looked at myself in a mirror next to one of book shelves. "Any pain?" I patted my stomach and felt no unbearable pain kicking my intestines. "No...No pain." The man shifted through one of his cabinets and pulled out a wash cloth. He dabbed the cloth in some water and rise off the excess. "Please child, please sit. We have much to discuss." "Discuss? Discuss about what?" "Your true identity." He smiled, bringing over a tray of assortments and dabbed the cold wash cloth on one of my abrasions, "Surely one of your parents must have told you by now." I winced at the slight stinging on my knee, "My identity?" "Yes, your identity as the next Drifter."All Rights Reserved
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