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The sun rose above the mountainous horizon as the siren of life. The sounds of birds and sane animals triumphantly sliced through the air. Gone was the fears that night brought to the living world, now they could enjoy another day of labor and toil.
The Village of Verac was quite small even by Lucian’s own standards. There were roughly ten houses within the street, each holding about ten people in each of them. Every morning was a welcoming of painful wimpers from every member of his immediate family, having the pile upon one another for both safety and warmth. It did not bother Lucian but he was just different.
As early as he could get it Lucian had acquired the scythe from the shed. A familiar weight welcomed by his arms. He had spent so many years of his life with this Scythe. So long that he could not really imagine anyone else wielding it but him.
“Oi, Cousin!” A shout came from the doorway of a nearby house. He had a hope that it was not him who was called out by the voice, “Lucian! I’m talkin’ to you!”
“What do you need Charles?” The Peasant turned towards his cousin with a grimace on his face. He could have ignored the man, but his Cousin would simply pester him throughout the entire day if he did that. It was best to get it all over with.
“You know, Lucian, I’ve been talkin’ to some of the Fathers.” The wicked grin of Charles was only exemplified by the extended chin and rotten ears, “‘Ere you been workin’ day an’ night like some ox on the fields. I was wonderin’ how you could do that.”
“I’m just a little different, thats all.” Lucian told his cousin.
“Bein’ a little different does not sound bad, but dats the start.” The man began creeping towards the scythe wielding peasant with delight, “Dey start a little tougher, den their skin begins to grow a little more hair. Before you know it, their feet have become hooves.”
Lucian could not hide the tinge of sheer astonishment at such an accusation. So stunned was he that he could not stop his cousin.
“So what do ya say, cousin? You just a little different?”
>Don’t play these games.
>You’ll curse us if you keep speaking.
>Stay Silent
>Push him away