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“Then I’ll run.” He replied simply, looking off in a different direction for a second or two. “I won’t be seen if I do, then your parents won’t even be able to make a difference. They’re way too incompetent to track me down.” He decided to lay it down plainly, figuring that letting Isaac down easy wasn’t going to work.
“So either way, you’re not getting me to take you to the Nether. Again, go home.” He spoke more forcefully, his voice edged with annoyance of the child’s persistence. Isaac just didn’t know when to stop, did he?
@fcrgetfully
“You’re going to the Nether?” Curiosity piqued even more so now, the young boy tilted his head at the shadow knight, eyes narrowed. No, it didn’t seem he was going to let this go. “I don’t think my mom would be happy to know you came here. You know, she’s the lord now. She has power.”
The expression he adopted was almost sinister, a mischievous smirk proving he knew exactly what he was doing and who he was getting into this with. He didn’t seem afraid at all.
“You know she’d have you killed.” He stepped forward, grabbing the frayed sleeve with a tight grip. “I’m sick of this village. I’m coming with you. I can help.”
interviewer: so you’re the next- isaac: i ain’t the next no one. i’m just me.
@notmyjeepyoucreep
“Shit, sorry!”
He’d only gone into town for some dang milk, and was in such a rush to get in and out that he’d managed to crash bodily into someone. A smaller someone, which made Isaac feel worse.
“You okay?”
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“What on earth?”
There was a motorbike. In his apple orchard.
Confusion has him looking around, because surely with bike must be a rider. And lo, he was right, because just behind him was a man in a leather jacket.
“You needta get your bike outta here. The trees don’t like it.”
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Kylie walked into the bakery, she'd passed by it many times before but had never gotten the courage to go inside. She looked around for a moment before approaching the display case. She was looking for something sweet, drowning in sugar probably.
She spotted a cinnamon roll that looked like it was drenched in icing. She decided that was what she wanted. Standing up she flinched back when suddenly she saw someone standing there.
"You sure do know how to sneak up on people."