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Agkk and Haggk
Agkk was in the process of ingesting a piece of the local haggk fruit when three outlanders walked right in front of him. That their objective was to engage him in conversation was but a hint to him until one of the visitors spoke. "When the waters of the Yim-Yim darken, to the East the fourteen go to summon Tywin's son. We three are the only ones left." Agkk almost choked, but nevertheless managed to get the food pass through his esophagus. He took a better look at the three. One of them was female. They were all clothed in the thick bushy hide of a sprug, a Northern Animal, and slung accross their bodies, with no effort of concealment done whatsoevrer, were farming tools. Neither of them were TV-pretty. "I... I..." said Agkk, stammering for words, "am Tywin's son." The three exchanged grave looks, then back to Agkk. "We know that," they said. The only female among the three approached Agkk, then pulled from a side pocket of her robe what appeared to be money. "By the power of this printed piece of parchment," she began, "we ask you, son of Tywin, to answer to the call of the Yim-Yim." Agkk inspected the object without touching it, then commented, "This... this is a twenty-peso bill." A mixture of disbelief and suspicion was in his eyes, but when none of his visitors said something either to confirm or deny his observation, he took the money, folded it in half, and inserted it in his pocket. "I knew you'd come," he said. "And we knew that you'd know too," said a male voice. When Agkk looked up to at least see who it was who said it between the two males, he found that it was the one to his left. The man was the taller, and Agkk guessed him to be the leader of the group. "I..." Agkk said, "I've been having dreams about this moment since I was five years old." Tears then formed around his eyes. Not being one to show weakness to anyone though, he turned his back on them. A look of sympathy crossed the faces of the three. "That is a misfortune we hadn't forseen," the same man said. "Most started to have the dreams when they were six." The tears fell warmly now on Agkk's cold cheeks. He inserted his hand where he had pocketed the paper bill, letting his visitors see that he was doing so, and, furthermore, that inside his pocket he was rubbing the bill against his fingers. "Let me just please tell my mom, at least, that I'm coming back to my father, OK?" He didn't wait for any response, and neither did the three follow him as he walked back home. If they did, they would have heard him burp. The local haggk fruit, apart from being highly nutritional, was the most satisfying local food in the area. |
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