Hi, this is my first story so any criticisms and feedback are highly welcome and recommended.
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Hopefully!
There was a bitter nip in the air today. Worse than usual. Although I suppose I can't really complain about it. It was my idea to come here. It was my idea to camp out in the woods. My idea to find her. I swear to god this girl better know how to use a bow and how to use it well or else I've just camped out in these stupid woods for no apparent reason. Why can't assassins just try and recruit someone normally and just forget all this bullshit drama. Why cant we just be modernized and just send her a business card that says "hey, we liked you in your country's weird games. Wanna join us?". I already know why though. Grahams voice echoes through my head 'Tradition is key to the creed. It is the one thing we cannot let the Templars take from us'. Fucking tradition, makes everything boring. In all honesty you think that being an assassin would be fun, you think that camping out in the woods would be fun, you think watching the first flakes of snow fall would be fun, you think seeing a bird get shot down by an arrow 200ft to your front would be fun, you think tha… wait… oh shit!
This is my time I thought as I glided silently through the trees to where the bird's carcass landed. It took me all the time of 23.4 seconds exactly to pinpoint my target location, find a path through the branches to it and get there. Graham would have made you do it again. I don't care what graham would have done, im not his apprentice anymore. As I reached the clearing I spotted her down below, but she was with someone. Oh really, oh really. You make me camp out in the woods for 6 days. Make me hunt for my own food, search for clean drinking water. Use things a man should never have to use as toilet roll. And now you expect me to let you and this boy just walk away. No, you know what, fuck tradition. Im going down there and telling you to become an assassin.
It was at this point I realised I was no longer standing on a branch and was now plummeting 40 feet straight down
Well this is greatI
30 feet
Go get an apprentice they said. It would be a good idea they said
20 feet
Father forgive me of my sins
10 feet
I need to stop counting the feet until I hit the ground
*THUD*