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Baldr stayed in their new house for the first few days. It was on the second day when his mum had run off (once again) one some adventure or some quest or something somewhere. Baldr had never really cared what or why. He just wished she could stay around more than she did. While he did want to make new friends and get to like this place, he was still longing for the only current friend he had, Alvina. He heard flapping wings and looked up to see her fairy dragon. It fluttered into his hand and then said, “Sorry for not getting to you as quickly as I could. Trying to find your house was hard.” Baldr smiled slightly, “It&rsq

Baldr clutched onto Rags’ neck as they flew through the air. Baldr knew he was safe, he had his father’s arms around him as the Viking guided the dragon across the sky, but Baldr still didn’t like the sensation that much. He’d been told he’d grow out of it, and the boy hoped they were right, he liked the idea of being a dragon rider, just not the flying part as of yet. Fortunately they weren’t up in the air for very long, and soon the two of them were getting off Rags and walking into the main village of Hysteria. It was bigger than Baldr remembered from when he’d been last there, though it had been

They'd been able to get Foxears to look respectable enough given the circumstances, and their choice co clothing meant you could hardly tell how he'd died. Baldr could see perfectly clear, meaning that he tried to look at him as little as possible. Given that the Viking's monster was watching on though, Baldr had very few places to look. After what had happened two nights before, Hrothgar had been sent back to the main village and brought back a group of other people, mostly Vikings but also quite a few people who were apparently Foxears friends and family. One woman in particular was staying by the body, obviously more bereft than his mum,

"Baldr!" Baldr's dad shouted, "Can you get the door?" Baldr got off his bed, where he'd been playing with items, and went to the front door. Out there was the man he'd seen a few weeks ago in the forest, his mum's friend. "Hello there, is your mother in?" he asked. Baldr nodded, "Who is it?" his mum asked as she came into the area. Her face lit up the moment she saw him, "Foxear!" she rushed forwards and hugged the man, "It's great to see you. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with dad?" dad meaning Baldr's grandpa, the current chief of Hysteria. "I am," Baldr and his mum looked at him in confusion, "he and Hrothgar are tr

"1, 2, 3, 4," Baldr shouted, eyes closed and facing the tree and counting aloud as Alvina hid. The two of had now been friends for a few months, and they'd both loved each other's company, running around and playing. Baldr loved that he finally had someone to play with, because where he lived on the island there weren't many people of the same age as him. "47, 48, 49, 50!" he opened his eyes and turned round, "Ready or not!" Baldr started running through the woods, looking round the trees, in the bushes, anywhere his playmate might be. He saw movement just ahead of where he was and slowly sneaked up towards the bush he'd seen it before jumpi

Baldr wondered into the forest. He knew he wasn't supposed to, but he was curious about it. His dad and Rags didn't even notice him leave the village, they were so busy with the work they were doing on the house. I looked around the forest; it all looked so pretty to him. He looked up and saw some strange light things flying over his head. He tried to grab one, but it started to fly away from him. He ran after it, he was going to catch it, no matter what! It was a few minutes before it came low enough to catch, but before he could catch it it landed in the hand of a young girl. He froze. He'd never seen this girl before. Heck, he'd never see

          It didn't understand many things. It didn't know what was around it, what the parts of it that wasn't touching itself was touching. It didn't know that organisms were looking at it. It didn't even know its name. All it knew was how to divide. And divide. And divide. But now it couldn't divide anymore, probably because all of it that was either touching itself or itself and the other thing.          And then that wasn't so. Some of the area where it had felt the other thing disappeared and it felt the other thing steadily stop being there for more of it until all it felt was itself. And then it hit something else, it wasn't like i

Old wounds never really heal, they can be covered up, ignored and forgotten, but all you need is a little salt and it all comes flooding back. "I think it's time we cut this conversation short, Adam," Laura said to the group smiling slightly. It was a smug smile, not one that you'd normally associate with her, although then neither where the bright blue right eye she had right now. Nor was the reverberation that was in her voice. It was all however very normal for anyone being used as a medium by the man that had orchestrated a mass murder of basically every person Adam had worked with other the years at once, Jack Eptom. Adam was the only