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by Casnyx Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Campfire Creative · Fiction · Sci-fi · #2130129
"Who knew, you'd be my friend?"
[Introduction]
The sentient being only seemed to push the boquet of flowers into the boy's arms.
"Are you giving me flowers? But why?… Oh wait, you can't speak." Jason had asked, his notebook falling onto the ground because his arms were full of colorful uprooted flowers with a range of scents and textures.
The sentient robot had now stood, offering his hand for Jason to sit on. They were going to do some exploring.

First, it was the fields that once occupied the royal grounds, but now lay barren. Pieces of the grand castle stood, scattered and overgrown, as if it was a collapsed tower of blocks knocked over by a toddler. Though, this sentient being stepped over each piece as if it was a very small bump in the sidewalk. Coming to a sudden halt, Jason held on so then he wouldn't be flung onto the ground.

In front of them was a small stretch of land, covered ina range of beautiful plants. The exact same that was given to him with gentle persuasion. Jason had motioned for the robot to let him wander around, and once his feet touched the ground, he had fallen. During the trip, his legs had obviously fallen asleep. He couldn't stand for a few minutes and the robot, let' name him Steve, was very worried. Gently, Steve had nudged the fallen boy with his metal finger.

"I'm okay. I just need a moment." Jason had mumbled, pushing himself up from the field of grass around him. Stumbling up, he only dusted himself off, and looked around. Vines were growing on the one standing wall, with a broken window. Small budding flowers sprouted, leaving a trail of silvery blues and lilacs to sway with each breeze.

"Is this your home? Or a pit stop?" Jason asked, knowing full well the answer that he would receive back was going to be silence. Instead of the expected silence, Steve had crouched down, falling back into a sitting position. Well, there goes the idea of leaving right away.

It only had taken an hour for Jason to explore everything. The only treasure he had found was a small necklace, with some sort of coin looped through. The whole thing was rusted, but it made for an exellent piece of treasure.

"I wonder what type of people live here. It looks like it would be so nice. Especially with this- Wait are those mountains? Are we going there?" He asked, looking towards the terrifying ranges, covered in thick clouds and heavy fog. Something seemed to move the harder that Jason watched the pillows of clouds move. Very soft clanging could be heard, if everything went silent.

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