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“Where No Man Walks” by Signatelli (part 1 of 2)

Escritor Forest is the perfect place for a long trek to clear your head… as long as you ignore the stories of a strange beast inhabiting it.

Today’s story is the first part of “Where No Man Walks” by Signatelli, who wrote this story after being inspired by an enchanting birthday art commission from his dear friend, Writer_Apprentice.

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Transcript
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You're listening to the voice of dog.

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I'm cocky.

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You're faithful, fireside companion.

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And today's story is the first part of where no man walks by Cigna tally.

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Who wrote this story after being inspired by an enchanting birthday art commission

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from his dear friend writer apprentice.

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Please enjoy.

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Where no man walks by Cigna tele Ponte.

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One of two.

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There's a bright copper haze on the metal.

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There's a bride.

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Copper haze on the meadow.

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Grayson's voice started out softly.

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He couldn't put his whole diaphragm into his singing voice while struggling to

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walk his tired legs through the brush.

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He kept singing.

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Local horn is as high as on elephant.

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And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky.

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Finding a good diaphragm rhythm.

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He began to sing louder.

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Oh, what a beautiful morning.

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Oh, what a beautiful day.

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I've got a beautiful feeling.

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Everything's go in my way.

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Grayson was lying to himself.

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He wasn't in a meadow.

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There was no corn insight.

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And everything was most certainly not going his way.

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He had no idea what direction, his way even was.

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He glanced at his wristwatch.

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Five hours and counting.

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Of being hopelessly lost.

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In excretory forest of all places.

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A beautiful yet clearly dangerous location.

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The foliage around him was so thick, only a tiny bit of the remaining sunlight

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penetrated in an occasional clearing.

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The light worried him.

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It was getting late and soon it will be evening.

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With his poor night vision, it was already hard enough to see the tree roots

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tripping him every time he took a step.

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Pretty soon, the only way he'd be able to identify the thick trees

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lining his path would be by the white fungi growing on some of them.

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Then there would be nothing but cold darkness Grayson shook his head.

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Nope.

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Get that thought out in your mind.

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He told himself that's why you started singing in the first place.

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He tried his best to return to his tune.

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Oh, look, CAD laws standing like statues.

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You lose all the cattle are standing like statue.

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Who's he racked his brain, trying to remember the next mine.

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It had been so long since he last sang this song.

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So long since he'd last felt as stressed and hopeless as he did now.

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Finding himself, frustratingly unable to dig the next line

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from the recesses of his brain.

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He resigned himself to repeating the lines in you from the beginning.

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My now he was projecting his voice as loud as he possibly could.

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Despite how tired he was from the nonstop walking.

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And how dry his throat was since he'd run out of water an hour ago.

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He needed to get his mind off of the negative thoughts creeping in.

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. Besides, it's not like anyone would hear him aside from the blue

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Jays loudly, scolding him as he passed under their nesting sites.

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There was nobody around.

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Who was truly listening to his strained yet?

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Melodious cries for help.

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Echoing against the endless rows of Oaks.

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Or at least that's what he told himself to shake the feeling of being watched.

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He kept telling himself that there was nothing in the forest.

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I would find him interesting enough to be worth watching.

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Any squirrels or deer that passed by would simply glance in the direction

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of his voice before carrying on.

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There was nothing out there that would follow him.

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Of course.

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Nothing at all.

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Nope.

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No, sir.

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No Surry bulb.

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Grayson was half right.

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None of the creatures he was used to seeing would pay him any mind.

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But he'd unwittingly attracted the attention of something.

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Occula something that Grayson a logical and scientific

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person would have scoffed at.

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If someone were to mention its existence.

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Yeah.

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There at malls, silently prodding its way through its familiar forest territory.

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Watching him from afar without his knowledge.

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They knew how to follow him silently because they had lived

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in the forest, their entire life.

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However many thousand years that life had been, they had no need to pay

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mind to exact numbers in any capacity.

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They just had to focus on their duty of making sure their home

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stayed healthy and blossoming.

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And part of that duty involved, staking out any humans who happens to wander.

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The appearance of humans in escalator was rare, but not unheard of.

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And it usually meant trouble.

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The creature was used to scaring off any hunters that entered their

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territory, always finding it, rather amusing to give them an ego check.

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Those hunters always saw themselves as powerful with their big and

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intimidating weapons at their disposal,

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but all the creature had to do was adopt a more intimidating form and

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they'd run away faster than the deer they like to shoot at this time.

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However, the creature didn't sense, any hostility from the human, with the

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oddly enchanting voice, he didn't appear to have weapons on him, just a simple

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t-shirt and canvas pants and the backpack far smaller than most hikers who wanted.

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He was tall and lanky.

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And as awkward steps through the terrain gave the impression of someone

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far too inexperienced to be all the way out here as they came closer,

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they could better tune their hearing to the sound of the human's voice.

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It told a story of someone sad and discouraged yet trying

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desperately to stay home.

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They could hear a slide rasp at the back of the young man's throat as

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well, clearly indicating that he hadn't drunk anything in quite some time.

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Now that they understood this, the creature began to feel conflicted.

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They could tell the young man was in need of help, but could

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they really trust this human?

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They still didn't know his reason for being in the forest.

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And even if they could trust.

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Well, the human even wants to see him or would he simply run away?

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Like most dude, as soon as he saw them , and even if they could trust him

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with the human even want to see him, or would he simply run away, like most did.

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As soon as they saw them, they closed their glowing eyes and focused

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more on the sound of the humans.

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The voice was soft and gentle and had a hint of discipline to it.

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The human didn't seem overconfident in his frankly pitiful tracking abilities.

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He seemed to have a deep respect for the forest, like an authority

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figure, far wiser than him, perhaps in his mind, he was remembering a time

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from his childhood when his parents scolded him for something foolish.

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Whether that was true or not.

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He seemed acutely aware of how foolish he was now.

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. They decided they should probably offer him some help.

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Grayson continued on through the forest, trying his best to find

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a path as he stumbled through the piles of bug infested rotting leaves.

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My now he had given up trying to remember the lyrics to the Oklahoma

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song and moved on to another song that he hoped would raise his spirits

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, and nothing gonna break my stride.

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Nobody gonna slow me down.

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He sang proudly a dilly, stopped dead in his tracks.

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Something was watching him.

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It wasn't a hunch this time he could see it.

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It was peering out from behind a tree, no less than 30 feet away from initially

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it was the creatures, glowing green eyes that attracted Grayson's attention.

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But before he could even process what he was looking at, it stepped

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out into the clear and Grayson could see all of what it was.

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It was a deer.

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Thing.

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No, not at the deer.

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It seemed to have deer legs with ungulate hooves, and even had white

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smarts on the sides, uh, that Grayson remembered seeing on baby deer.

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But Grayson knew it wasn't a deer, no deer.

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He knew of had dark blue for, or a skull for a head or whereabouts 10 feet.

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It also had a tail, unlike any creatures he'd seen before stretching out far

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behind it before eventually forming a sort of pink brush shape its arms and

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chest were made of wood blending in almost perfectly to the trees surrounding it.

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And its neck was surrounded by a large wreath of leaves and white

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flowers that seem to be growing directly from its wooden chest.

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But what struck Grayson the most was what it wore on its way.

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What appeared to be a loincloth and some kind of small satchel

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were wrapped around its body.

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The thing was far more civilized than a regular animal.

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This must have been some kind of mystical creature, a ghost, perhaps

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it certainly seemed to have a fantastic appearance with a skull

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head and glowing eyes, but it was too physically real to be a ghost or a Hulu.

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It was completely OPEC and had dimensions and details too real to

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be dreamed up by the imagination.

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Grace knew that either he had gone insane or he had severely underestimated

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the types of animals that lived here, Grayson and the creature stared at each

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other for what seemed like an eternity.

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Eventually the creature decided they should be the one to break the.

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Am I correct in assuming that your lost grace and blinked, surprised

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to hear the creature, speaking to him, um, immune to speak English.

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He eventually replied back after an awkward pause.

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I've picked up a bit of human language from the few who

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wander all the way in here.

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The creature responded, but I'm good at reading individuals by their voices alone.

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Whether it's a human song or a Wolf's house or the squeak of a tiny chipmunk and

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animal uses its voice to express its soul.

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I've simply learned to accurately predict what they want to express and can

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respond in whatever tongue is necessary.

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The creature's voice.

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Didn't sound, anything like Grayson expected it.

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He was expecting a deep, booming voice for something so formidable,

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but the creature's voice was soft and soothing Grayson.

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Couldn't tell whether it was a man's or a woman's voice.

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They'll perhaps supernatural beings like this had no need

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for human concept, like gender.

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Oh, that's cool.

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Grayson said releasing some breath.

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He didn't realize he was.

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So like, are you a God or some kind of forest spirit or his voice trailed off?

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Hmm.

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I suppose you could think of me like that is my job to protect my

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home from those who wish to do harm to Grayson's eyes, widened fear,

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beginning to show on his face.

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Again, the creature spot.

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No, no, no, don't worry.

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I've heard your voice.

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And I know you're not a malicious individual.

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You're last.

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No, you seem tired and I'd like to help you Grayson Haven, another sign of relief.

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Well, uh, I'm glad you don't think I'm bad.

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I promise.

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I mean, no harm.

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I was just taking a hike through here for some peace of mind and

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I ended up way over my head.

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Oh, the creature spoke a hint of excitement in their voice.

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Now, my forests brings you peace of mind as they spoke, they

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approached Grayson, but strangely they didn't seem to change in size.

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Grayson eventually realized that they were actually shrinking

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in size as they approached him.

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By the time they were within an arm's length, they were only about six and a

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half feet tall, a few inches taller than.

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Grace and wanted to ask about the creatures of Baron ability to change

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in size, but felt it would be rude to derail the conversation despite

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the creature seeming friendly.

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He wasn't taking any chances when it came to potentially upsetting it.

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Well, I'm not very experienced with hiking at all.

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He started.

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It's just the, my life recently has been so stressful with school

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and work piling up and finding a new place to live as well.

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I needed someplace to clear my head before I went back to the grind.

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This was only supposed to be a short Trek through the outskirts of the

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forest, but I guess I lost sight of the path and grace and gestured around the.

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I guess I'm out of the outskirts and well in the, in skirts now,

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and creature laughed a laugh, just a soothing as their voice, which

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put Grayson even more at ease.

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I mean, yes, I add the feeling you were in over your head, not to worry.

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They pointed in a seemingly random direction toward a group

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of trees that looked identical 20.

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In that direction is a Creek that marks the edge of my territory.

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A deer can make the trip in about 45 minutes.

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So for you, I estimated would take about an hour Grayson, suddenly

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perked up and Howard was nothing compared to how long he'd been

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trotting along and finding a source of running water to satisfy his parts.

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Thrilled sounded.

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Oh, thank fuck.

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Greyson cried out then cleared his throat second later.

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Sorry.

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I tend to swear a lot when I'm alone.

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I mean, not that I am alone now, but it's just that I've

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been alone in here for so long.

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And like Grayson's nerves were once again, put at ease

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as the deer, like spirits.

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It's okay.

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I could tell it was a sign of appreciation, grace and laughed

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and return a sound, which the spirit found quite delightful.

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They continued.

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All you have to do is follow the trees through there until you find

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a very big patch of geraniums.

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Then you follow those flowers until you reach a small cliff side

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with a cave built into the side.

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At which point you follow another row of Cardinal flowers and then

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proceed in that direction until they look back at the humans face, which

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only showed apprehension, they had forgotten how out of his element he was.

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They considered an easier way to phrase their directions before

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they realized a simpler solution.

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Actually, maybe it would be better if I lead the way for

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y'all Grayson's face lit up.

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Oh, I had appreciate that a lot.

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He said, we, you.

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But are you sure you can spare all that time for me?

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I'm sure you must be busy with all your other duties and stuff.

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Oh, don't worry.

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The spirit replied I'd rather enjoy the unusual company for a little while.

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Grayson was about to comment on the irony of a supernatural forest

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spirits calling him unusable company.

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But they continued speaking before he got the chance.

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Now let's be on our way.

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Sunset is approaching and I think the mosquitoes would

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find you to be a tasty snack.

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If you're not out soon enough, they began walking in the direction they

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indicated before, suddenly turning around how Oh, I was silly of me.

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I should know your name.

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First.

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Shouldn't die.

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Grayson.

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The young man replied with an appreciative smile.

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And why do people call you?

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Or I should say, what do animals call you the spirit stared off into space, huh?

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I don't usually have a need for human concepts, like a name.

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Most of the animals here are able to call from my help without

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having to name me specifically.

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But for what it's worth, I've heard some humans refer to me as the

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forest Lord, can I call you Robyn Grayson asked with a small chuckle.

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They looked at him with curiosity.

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Is that a human name?

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Do you think it fits me whole, um, grace and stammered for a second?

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I don't know.

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It just popped into my mind.

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I thought it'd be funny for you to have a normal sounding name despite

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being a spirit or God or whatever.

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He let his voice trail off before regaining the confidence to speak again.

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And Hey, it's kind of nature-y so I think.

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The creature beamed.

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I like it.

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Maybe it would be nice to have a more personal name than

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just forest Lord for a while.

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And it would make conversing with you a lot easier.

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Well, I meant it as a joke, but if you like it, then who am I to judge

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Robin Grayson, quipped, smiling, widely Robin giggled, almost child.

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Glad we sorted that out.

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Now they draped their wooden arm of a grace and shoulders and wrap their

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long tail around Grayson's waist, allowing him to feel the surprisingly

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soft, further that covered it.

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Let's be on our way to stay close by and be careful not to trample the flowers.

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And with that, the pair began walking through Robbins, all too familiar.

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Racing, almost immediately felt an intense rush of calmness washing over

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him, knowing he was no longer in peril.

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As he watched a BA zip through a patch of flowers on their path,

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it dawned on him how safe he was already feeling sure a passer-by

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who came upon this strange scene.

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Might've tried to warn him that Robin was only leading him away

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to be more than eaten, but somehow Grayson knew that modern day.

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Something about the gentle yet protective way.

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They held him close to them.

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Body told Grayson that Robyn cared for his well-being Grayson looked into

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Robin's glowing eyes and spoke up in an effort to break the long silence.

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Thank you so much for doing this.

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I'm not the best at seeming sincere, but I want you to know, I really do appreciate.

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Robin looked back at him showing as much tenderness as they

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could on their restrictive face.

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Don't worry.

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I sense.

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You're a sincere person.

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It's a very welcome change from all the other humans of coming here.

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Your kind tends to see the forest as something to become current, not cherry.

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Yeah, I hate hunters to Grayson replied, absentmindedly stroking.

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The velvet differ of Robin's tale, hunter side of the worst group, but

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some my curves aren't much better.

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Robin continued stepping their big feet through a large patch of

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entangled routes with gracefully.

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They say the calm to admire the beauty of the forest, but I can tell from

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their voices what they're really, after they come here to prove themselves, to

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convince themselves that they're stronger than the formidable force of nature.

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They don't appreciate my Elm.

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They see it as an enemy.

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I'm not one of those people.

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Am I Grayson?

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Perish the thought, if you were one of those people, I wouldn't have

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considered leading the way for you.

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Robin looked into grace and dies once again.

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I like hearing you talk.

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It's rare to find a human soul genuine Grayson left slightly a

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bit, taken aback by the comment.

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It didn't even realize he was blushing as he spoke.

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I like your voice too.

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It's soothing.

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It lets me know you're trustworthy for lack of a better word and well

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Grayson glanced around at the lush green surrounding the two of them.

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I'm glad you can tell.

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I like your home.

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It's rare to find a place that feels so cut off from the

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stresses of the human world.

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He chuckled nervously again, unsure if that was the right term.

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I only wish I'd gotten to appreciate it on a different circumstance.

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Robin suddenly froze wheat.

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Oh gosh, your legs must be at the breaking point by now.

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How could I have forgotten?

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Oh, yeah, they do kind of feel like jelly Grayson admitted.

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Let it's only a short distance before I'm finally out of here.

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It doesn't matter how short the distance is.

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Robin retorted.

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If you can't keep walking on your legs, then I insist you don't before Grayson

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could interject Robin began to grow bigger right in front of his house.

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Their entire body rapidly expanding until they were about 12 feet tall,

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not counting the wooden antlers.

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They were now just a bit shorter than the bottoms of the tree canopies

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and almost double Grayson's height.

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So you can change your size, Grayson remarked, fascinated.

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I was meaning to ask about that.

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Robin held there.

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Wouldn't hand out to Grayson they're giant Palm open and ready to accommodate.

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Grayson gladly took a seat without hesitation.

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Normally he would have been more polite and insisted he was fine, and

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he was far too exhausted to pass up an opportunity to give his legs or rest.

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He sat down in the middle of Robin's Palm and Robin then cradled him

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against their chest of blooming flowers, grace, and felt like a child

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again, being carried around like.

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Any passer-by would probably find the site even more strange than they already

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would have, but Grayson didn't mind.

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He felt perfectly content to let Robin carry him wherever he needed to go all

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while listening to their soft voice and leading his weary back against their

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chest, which heaved and vibrated gently as they spoke unbeknownst to Grayson,

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Robin was feeling much the same about.

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They loved the feeling of grace and lying against them.

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Being able to hear his gentle voice so close by not to mention,

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there's still a lot of ways to go.

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And this was the first time Robin could get some completely

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honest answers about human life.

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They had a lot of questions ready for the long Hawk.

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This was the first part of where no man walks by Cigna heli.

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Read for you by cocky your faithful fireside companion tune.

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In next time to find out more about the lives of our two heroes and learn what

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fate lies in store for them at the end of that Creek, as always, you can find more

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stories on the web@thevoice.dog, or find the show wherever you get your podcast.

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About the Podcast

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The Voice of Dog
Furry stories to warm the ol' cockles, read for you by Khaki, your faithful fireside companion. If you have a story that would suit the show, you can get in touch with @khakidoggy on Twitter and Telegram, and khakidoggy@me.com by e-mail.

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Khaki