It had taken a while, but eventually the people at the academy had let him leave, he was unconscious for hours, they told him. If I spend hours in bed then how is staying in bed longer meant to help? He wondered, rubbing the area where his mark had been placed This still hurts, I'm so stupid, Man if I ever see that witch again... He clenched his fists, more in frustration than in anger I knew something was off about her, I knew and yet I still let her get to me. He attempted to calm himself, knowing that getting angry would get him nowhere.
After a while more of walking he came to stop by a makeshift shelter of junk and boxes, with a small tarp acting as a door. He stepped inside it, kicking of his sandals, he loudly announced.
He pricked an ear up to listen to the inviting sounds of silence that always welcomed him home, with the occasional wind blowing through. He stepped further into the cramped shelter and sat in the center, by a little table. Guess I'm cooking again tonight. He sighed softly.
[Yeah, not the greatest start ever, but honestly anyone hop in, in the house, out the house, whatever, all are invited.]
After a while more of walking he came to stop by a makeshift shelter of junk and boxes, with a small tarp acting as a door. He stepped inside it, kicking of his sandals, he loudly announced.
Mama Papa, I'm home
He pricked an ear up to listen to the inviting sounds of silence that always welcomed him home, with the occasional wind blowing through. He stepped further into the cramped shelter and sat in the center, by a little table. Guess I'm cooking again tonight. He sighed softly.
[Yeah, not the greatest start ever, but honestly anyone hop in, in the house, out the house, whatever, all are invited.]