Episode VI: "To Adapt"
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A month...it has been about a month since I nearly killed myself and while I still feel like shit, I have recovered enough to atleast be able to move around on my own.
Well, I am able to, but I haven't really left the cottage...well, I have...but I only went to see what happened to the corpses of the bear and wolves. They were harvested for...umm, everything. Due to the fact I was the one to kill them, the village's butcher gave their hides to the Mikaelsons...
So, our family owns nine animal hides, large ones. They've been treated and stored for later use. I kinda want to use the bear's hide for something later on...
My arm has changed since a month ago...in a very disturbing way. While I couldn't feel it, my nails actually rotted off, leaving my finger tips fleshy stubs. From there, my skin rotted away to reveal what was underneath...greyish-tan muscle with thin root-like vines that seem to function as veins.
The Runeword is somehow engraved into palm...nothing makes sense anymore...
The mobility of my left arm's joints have lessened, I am not entirely sure why though.
"Brother, I need your help." Finn tells me out of nowhere.
"Well...what is it?" I ask.
"I'm making Mother a gift, but what I need is outside the village." He tells me.
Huh...well, its an excuse to get outside...might aswell take advantage of it.
"Sure, where is it you want to go?" I ask curiously.
"Its not where we're going, exactly...Its what I am trying to find." Finn explains anxiously.
"Well, what is it?!" I snap at him, slightly irritated by his behavior.
"U-Umm...I...I need to find a rock..." He tells me quietly with his head lowered.
A rock? Thats it! My headache just got worse...
"Okay...you want to find a rock? Well, explain it to me..." I say with what patience I have left.
"I am making Mother a runestone...for safety and health. I want to find a rock I can smooth out into a nice enough shape..." He tells me his plan...
Thats pretty damn cute, to be honest...
"Okay then, but don't let Father find you doing something so childish...it won't end well for you..." I rightly warn him, Mikael will beat the shit out of him if he found out.
"O-Okay..." He seems to accept my warning, goood...
"Good...Now, go grab me my oak staff from outside while I get ready." I ask him so he leaves the cottage and me alone, atleast for a moment.
As he turns and goes to leave, I climb off my bed and gather my things. My tunic, trousers, sandles, 'utility' belt, cloth satchel, and my handaxe. The handaxe is holstered on the side of my belt.
"Brother, I have the staff." Finn comes back into the cottage and hands me the staff.
"...Good, Brother...very good...I will follow you while you search for this rock of yours." I say as I admire my staff.
This oak staff is a project that I've been working on for the past three weeks. I plan to use it as a catalyst for my Runic Magic...I only hope it will work better than my hand.
"Lets go, then." He says while exiting the cottage.
I simply follow Finn...
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I am done...if anyone wants to take and rewrite this story, you can...sorry...