Chapter #4A not so normal, very special, day in the forest. by: E Sirius sighed and got out of bed. Yet again, he had woken in his house at the edge of town. Not as if he expected anything else, but it was always depressing to find himself in this place, all alone. He sighed and stood up, getting changed and walking to the forest. The forest was one of his favorite places, seeing as no one ever went there and it was quiet enough for him to think, imagining the life he could have had if he had been a little less ominous looking. He sighed, coming to his favorite spot and leaned against the trunk of a tall tree. He closed his eyes and smiled, thinking up, yet again, the life of his dreams. He saw himself, slicing the head of a powerful knight in black armor off in one swing and saving a beautiful princess. He saw her smile, kiss him and hug him, thanking him for his help. They went to her room, receiving cheers all the way. In her room, he smiled at her and she did the same to him, both slowly climbing closer in bed, until fin-
He jumped as he heard a noise, opening his eyes and looking around. He saw nothing, and was about to close his eyes and get on with his fantasies when he noticed a solid silver bowl in front of him, containing fruits with small notes attached to their surface. He looked at them enviously. They looked good, better than anything he had ever had before. Finally, his sense of greed overcame his kindness and he shouted for anyone in the area to hear:
"Whoever gave me these fruits, thank you!" He reached down, grabbing a fruit in each hand and looking down at their labels. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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