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Submitted to Contest #286
I grew up in the middle of nowhere. You could step right off the rotten, wood front porch and see nothin’ for miles, save for some cattle and potatoes. And dirt poor, too.My normal was second-hand britches, bunched awkwardly for hand-sewn patches, and cold feet caused by socks riddled with holes and caked with dirt and clay.We worked hard, seen in sweaty brows and achin' legs. I was born with one limp, lame arm, but I never let it hinder me.Monday through Friday, my sister and I tended to the crops, though she typically wandered to the ...
Amthir rubs his sweat-slick palms together as he bends, with great difficulty, to retrieve the helmet from a nearby bench. As it slides easily over his small head, he lifts his hands to adjust the eye holes, eyes wandering to the mirror parallel to him. A silver, gem-encrusted plate inlaid with gold reads, ‘ALEXANDER’. He can hear the rumbling of an anxious crowd summoning him, begging for their savior to free them from their adversary, remembered bitterly by singed alleys and demolished homes.The armor hangs heavy on hi...
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