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As I was getting ready to leave that morning, I looked out the window and I saw him standing in the middle of the garden in front of my house. I recognized him at once, it was Athos.
It was good that it was Athos and not some pirate, or worse, an orc, like last week.
But such a shame it was Athos, because that morning I was in a hurry and I had to get to school.
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Comments (5)
Hope you continue with this story. Engaging ❤️
A wonderful piece of microfiction, sorry for repeating what others have said, Athos, Orcs, and Pirates take your imagination so much further
This was such wonderful storytelling! I loved this!
Good job! Makes me want to know more! Good luck in the challenge!
Nicely done!