Post by ZipZapMan on Mar 7, 2012 13:09:42 GMT -5
The sun raised over the low hills of the village. A warm glow of orange filled the sky as the blackness slowly faded. Morning sounds of birds and people opening their doors to greet the morning. Sounds of animals and rushing water could be heard as Kaelan.ZapMan opened the door to his small stone and wood hut. He looked around the fields of wheat that seemed to surround the little hut for his father. His father was a simple man that planned for the village, he would plan out houses and farms. He would always tell his son that one day, he would take his job. Kaelan did not want his fathers job. Instead, Kaelan wanted to be a warrior. He wanted to travel the world, climb the greatest mountains and travel to the deepest mines.
Often when his father was building and his mother was out, he would sneak off to the forest to practice. Many of the trees were cut into, many people wanted to know who was doing this.
Often when his father was building and his mother was out, he would sneak off to the forest to practice. Many of the trees were cut into, many people wanted to know who was doing this.
