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Street Boy

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Chapter 5 The Amulet of Heka

Esin held the amulet up in the sun between them and the street boy shielded his gaze from the green glare. There were two markings carved on each side, the first side looked to be a staff with serpents circling it, the second was a curved ‘u’ shape, like someone’s arms held high overhead. “It does feel…different, I cannot put clever words to it, I feel a charge. A heat.” He looked around, suddenly bounding towards a small trinket box, half buried in the sand near the wooden wheel of the caravan wagon. He dropped the amulet inside and closed the lid quickly, stuffing it into Aladdin’s hand before he could protest.

“You keep that, young one. I-I think you’re right about an enchantment or… something,” Esin shook his head. “I felt a chill and a whisper just before I put it in there. Keep it far from me and the others until we can deliver it to the Vizier.”

Aladdin meanwhile was holding the box up and turning it. “Do you think this shields it from us?” he asked innocently.

“I cannot say,” Esin replied with a small smile. “But I know if it turns men’s hearts dark and treacherous against one another, yours will be the last to go.”

Aladdin tucked the trinket box into his belt, every time he thought he had the captain figured out he said something else to surprise him, kind words. It reminded him of the things his mother use to say in his ear, one his few memories of her.

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Originally posted on September 22, 2017

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I fear nothing

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Streetart worldwide

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by Jacob Ehrbahn

A street boy shelters in a corner of the Address Identification Center, a state center run by the police department to identify runaways and return them to their homes or orphanages. The breakdown of communist rule in Mongolia following the collapse of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s, led to the first generation of street children. Police estimate that there are over a thousand street children in Ulan Bator. Most of them cannot stay with their families due to problems related to alcohol, violence or abuse and because they cannot adapt to regimented life in orphanages, end up running away. This means that it is often the same children that the police bring to the center again and again.

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My boi for a smol challenge