Hello, I just thought of this, so there''s not much, and it's not great, but please critt.
So far, nothing peculiar had happened, which in itself was, well, peculiar. This was the exact thought that Xylon was having the morning that the strangest thing that had ever happened, happened in the small country of Herrio.
It was around two in the morning, and tea-time in Herrio. Xylon was sitting in a deep armchair, sipping tea and relaxing. Next to him sat his best friend, Lioz, who he had known since they were four.
"Nothing strange happened yet, has there?" Lioz asked, sounding almost paranoid.
"No..." Xylon replied. They were sitting in the living room. It was a massive circular room, with big wooden roof-beams. The walls were painted cream; there was also a lush red carpet that pushed up between your toes like long grass. From the outside, the house looked as if it was made out of grass, for the walls long horizontal thatch, and for the roof green reeds.
"But surely something must happen," Lioz told Xylon.
"Don't talk like that...maybe nothing will happen," Xylon replied hastily.
"Something will happen if you keep talking like that!" Smaz cried out, popping his head through one of the square windows. Lioz and Xylon jumped up simultaneously.
"What in the world are you doing?!" Xylon cried out with wide eyes. "Popping up like that! If I were a few yeas older I would've had a heart attack!" Xylon's dark blue hair had already begun to grow streaks of white since the last Carracoul, (Midyear's eve).
"Sorry," Smaz said, sulking away. Lioz and Xylon sat, once again in peace.
"Though the lad is young, he has a point," Lioz pointed out.
"I agree, so lets not speak of it again." And with those words, they both heard a loud crash.
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