Turtlepower
Moon
- Joined
- Dec 7, 2012
(For those who dont understand. Magica is latin for magic, magus is latin for mage.)
Vance wiped the sweat off his brow. As he finished taking the last of their crops. This was a great harvest, and as soon as the sun rises this next few months. After winter comes and goes. He will go straight back to work. Planting, growing. And then harvesting. Until then, hunting for meat, skin, hide and bone will be his families bread and butter. “Vance, the harvest festival starts soon!” Yelled a young woman. From the other side of the field. She was his younger sister. Ann. A lively young women. Whom would make a great wife someday. And live out a full life here, in Havencrow. But, that wouldn’t be Vances fate. As a young kid, he was duped into believing he wanted to be a farmer, like his father. But after the years have went by. He knows he is destined for more. Or at least hopes so. Anything but the life of a farmer is for him.
“One minute Ann, I will be right there!” He yell's. As he walks over too the barn. And puts away his tools. He was a young 15 year old man. With brown hair, and brown eyes. He was 5 foot 7, and fairly built well, in terms of muscle. From years of hard back breaking work.
He then ran to his younger sister. “Ready to go then?” He asked, as he came to a halt. “Ya, can I take a ride on your back horsey?” She asked. “Uh...” He took a deep breath as he nodded his head. Lifting her up on his shoulders. Another piggy back ride for a lazy sister. If only she applied her energy into more then just playing, cooking, and cleaning. She might show up some of these other girls in town. “Move horsey, move.” The ten year old said, as she pointed forward. “Uh...This is all im good for to you, huh?”
She smiles and nods. “Yep, all brothers good for is taking me around. Nothing else.”
“Well then... That makes you a little less cute then.” He said. As he walked on down the dirt path. Heading towards town. Too a bustling town festival.
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(This link is his picture.)
Vance wiped the sweat off his brow. As he finished taking the last of their crops. This was a great harvest, and as soon as the sun rises this next few months. After winter comes and goes. He will go straight back to work. Planting, growing. And then harvesting. Until then, hunting for meat, skin, hide and bone will be his families bread and butter. “Vance, the harvest festival starts soon!” Yelled a young woman. From the other side of the field. She was his younger sister. Ann. A lively young women. Whom would make a great wife someday. And live out a full life here, in Havencrow. But, that wouldn’t be Vances fate. As a young kid, he was duped into believing he wanted to be a farmer, like his father. But after the years have went by. He knows he is destined for more. Or at least hopes so. Anything but the life of a farmer is for him.
“One minute Ann, I will be right there!” He yell's. As he walks over too the barn. And puts away his tools. He was a young 15 year old man. With brown hair, and brown eyes. He was 5 foot 7, and fairly built well, in terms of muscle. From years of hard back breaking work.
He then ran to his younger sister. “Ready to go then?” He asked, as he came to a halt. “Ya, can I take a ride on your back horsey?” She asked. “Uh...” He took a deep breath as he nodded his head. Lifting her up on his shoulders. Another piggy back ride for a lazy sister. If only she applied her energy into more then just playing, cooking, and cleaning. She might show up some of these other girls in town. “Move horsey, move.” The ten year old said, as she pointed forward. “Uh...This is all im good for to you, huh?”
She smiles and nods. “Yep, all brothers good for is taking me around. Nothing else.”
“Well then... That makes you a little less cute then.” He said. As he walked on down the dirt path. Heading towards town. Too a bustling town festival.
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(This link is his picture.)