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The old man gave me the biggest grin I’d ever seen. It made me question if he really was an actor or if he was a hologram. His smile didn’t quite look human it was so large and toothy.
“That’s good child. Because now there’s an Arrgorak out there we need to deal with. How do you propose we handle it?”
“Me?” I squeaked. My throat must have been dry. “I don’t know anything about it! Or how to use this thing to beat it!”
“You are the creator!” He said with a snort, “You have the Spark! You must create things and use the Spark to bring them to life to do your bidding! To defeat the monster! Come now, you must know how all the good stories go! They all have their dragons that need defeating.”
“Yeah, but how?”
“Do you have something to create with?”
It took me a minute to remember my small pack and the paper and crayons that were inside. This must have been what they were for! I pulled them out. “Okay, now what?”
He shrugged, “Draw something.”
“Like what?” Continue reading
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I shouted a battle cry. Sure, to the untrained ear it might have sounded like a squeal of fear but believe you me, I was devoted to this adventure now. So it was a battle cry.
I tried to channel my inner ninja but only succeeded in tripping over my own feet and falling, hauling the person who had grabbed me down to the ground too. I added ninja (right underneath woodsman) to my list of things I would not grow up to be. I finally managed to disentangle myself from the other person, who it turned out, was a rather hairy man. He was a waifish fellow with a white beard nearly down to his knees but as he got up I suspected it only looked long because he was bowed over with age.
He grumped and complained about ‘youngsters these days’, which made me feel a little guilty for knocking such an old guy to the ground.
“Well?” I said, a bit defensively, “You shouldn’t just grab random people in the woods!” Continue reading