《Vegetarian》


 Prologue: They Walk Among Us

    Lee had done it! Peacefully subdued the dragon, saved the kingdom, the people going wild- and slapped his alarm clock a minute before it went off, eyes bursting open with a flash of brilliance and sleep falling into them. After thoroughly washing his burning eyes of pain, he took a moment to appreciate the sun dancing across the horizon¡­ then he shook himself awake with a few backflips and slaps to his own face and headed downstairs, sliding down the natural railing and landing with style. No that was not a faceplant it was style.


    Breakfast smoothie. Check.


    Meditate. Check.


    ICE MY FACE! Look after my health. Yep. Just that. Check.


    He was ready for the day¡­ and it was 6:34am so the day needed a bit of time to get ready for him.


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    3 HOURS LATER


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    "Morning Lee!" chirped the young boy and girl as they ran past, crisp paper kites soaring through the air in their wake as a cool cerulean sky hung above.


    ¡°Morning Angela, morning Mike,¡± he replied, a smile now lighting his face as they ran off giggling, such nice kids really.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    This was Lee, born and raised in the Enclave of Eisendale a town of Combatants and Artists, home to their very own Explorer: Del Arcson of Light.


    Walking down the street he saw the usual suspects back at it again, Marko and Jorvik cheerfully offering up their wares for any passers-by who may be interested in a conversion or path jump. He doubted many would offer more than a few words of conversation, barring a Jack passing by, or maybe a tourist come to visit the lovely enclave of Eisendale.


    ¡°Lee my dude, what is happening,¡± started Marko sales-pitch bursting to the surface as a cashmere smile burst out from within.


    ¡°What are you selling today Marko?¡±


    ¡°Only the best for you Lee, only the best, today I have for you the Wargod System, straight in from Alt. Earth¡¯s freshest minds¡­¡± as the sales-pitch took over he started walking again, friendly smile on his face directed at the rapidly deflating Marko, accelerating as Jorvik¡¯s rigid movements started to head towards him.


    A laugh and flash of merchandise from Jorvik and he was running awkward laughter filling the air as the locals shook their heads and chuckled.


    ¡°There goes Lee,¡± said one wizened grandmother to her beloved granddaughter, ¡°He might be nice but don¡¯t end like him mmmhhh,¡± the girl just nodded.


    ¡°Why not?¡± asked a boy walking by.


    ¡°Cowards never prosper,¡± she replied before launching off into a tale the whole neighbourhood could probably recite backwards with a sigh from her granddaughter and an interested look on the passer-by¡¯s face.


    ¡°During the raid on Hershly¡¯s Keep¡­¡±


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    He heard them. They knew he heard them and he knew, that they knew, that he had heard them but he resigned himself to a tired grin and a belief, a knowing within that he would show them.


    That Vegetarians could win too.