breckan trudged down the well worn path that led to the edge of the pit, seemed like people really liked dangerous and scary things to make such a wide path with just the standing of their feet, human psychology perhaps?
breckan didn't really like the idea of standing next to a hole which whispers to him telling him jump in, thats just creepy, like an uncles smile.
Stepping on the stone block road which lead around the middle upper ring of buildings in proximity to the pit, he let his gaze rest on the beautifully breathtaking city of Orth, fortune flower petals flew amongst the cottages while the red roof tiles on most of the stone block houses seemed to radiate warmth so as to ward away the great darkness darkness emanating from the great pit.
the Victorian style houses generated a serene and calm atmosphere and the town almost seemed encased in the type of relaxing lull felt before going somewhere exciting, dodging an angry animal pulling a cart while receiving an indignant "watch out!" from a man on said cart
he turned his eyes back to the road, turning his mind away from meaningless thoughts he thought about the upcoming delving expedition that the matron had assigned him to with leader and the beginner red whistles, at that he reached up to the his neck and touched the bell hanging there, he was 15 with no whistle, not saying he wanted one..okay he did, though, only a little. seeing 8 and 10 year old kids with red whistles and knowing about the little brat who lived with the last civilized white whistle who was a blue whistle was a haymaker to his pride alright, needless to say his pride was enough of a reason to get a whistle.
Breckan stepped onto the small step that lead up to the orphanages door and pulled it open, he was respected in the orphanage, he did things others didn't want to, like scrubbing the floors and cleaning the windows, as well as helping the matron with finances and managing the orphanage's funds, the matron trusted him, never giving her a reason not to after all, since 10, six years have passed, never stealing anything or embarrassing the orphanage, ahem, unlike somebody with ivory hair, he was the epitome of exemplary behaviour, or so he thought, people thought well of him but they all knew about his peculiarities, like being easy to anger, liking sharp things, etc, the picture was that they avoided going into his room at night and in mornings to wake him, breckan never did anything to the poor kids, but hell if it wasn't funny to scare them to death seeing their chubby faces contorting in fear was prime comedy and sometimes adorable, thats something he would take to his grave though. Jiruo scolded breckan for it but he didn't care, always laughing it off saying "im not gonna hurt them", of course jiruo was skeptical but never pressed.
Dragging his feet heavily on the jute doormat breckan lashed out with his arm and caught onto the shirt of a kid who almost ran past him WITHOUT cleaning their shoes,"riko, where do you think you're going with those shoes" "Oh cmon Breckan! Let go! I bought a book about critters of the abyss and I want to read it!" Breckan raised a skeptical eyebrow "bought?" Rikos squirming increased "yeah bought! Ive got the receipt somewhere in my bag, i would look for it but ummm you know its gonna take time!" Looking at her back which mysteriously had no bag, breckan sneered "rigghhht, well i dont care about all the books you buy, BUT dont track dirt into the orphanage, your buying is annoying enough got it? For the last time riko." Riko sniggered at this " your the big old meanie who's scared to go into the abyss so your stuck cleaning floors and picking on kids" eyebrow twitching now breckan growled "take the boots off before I'll take you to someone who will 'pick' on you for real" harrumphing riko hastily threw her filthy boots aside and ran up the stairway, probably to her room.
Breckan rolled his eyes and kicked the boots to where he forced people to leave them, walking up the stairs to his room in belchero orphanage he entered the room and closed the door behind him, flopping onto his lumpy bed he thought about his plans, they were ambitious and would probably lead to his demise but they were his only chance to find some meaning outside of his boring yet cheerful life at the orphanage, he couldn't stay forever after all.