Over the hill

In the midst of the day a young boy by the name starta, was think if life was really worthy living so he said to him" why do i have to be alive" far over the mountain he could hear some one call his name he tried to answer but the voices faded.

Behind him stood a man he had never seen he spoke not a thing and the boy was still wondering who the man was"Ben" so nyc to see you said his father. "Hahaha" said the man his voice deeper that the roar of a lion.

The man and his father were actually brothers but he never knew since the were living far from the village were starta had never set a foot.

As his father and his uncle were discussing he heard the voice again this time it was stronger it said"starta the king has risen