I was pretty proud of myself for having defended against those bandits. But I hadn't stopped to think of the consequences. It was manifest that I wouldn't be returning to the base any time soon. Also, I was wounded. That added to the situation.
I had made my way toward the middle of the forest. There was a nice clearing; a big tree in the middle of a grassy patch and oaks surrounding the entire area. The river was not too far from the spot; so close you could hear the soothing waterfall. It was a perfect hideout for the time being. I rested on the base of the large tree and examined my palm with the lacerations. It wasn't so bad as I would have expected from glass.
I cleaned up my wound, bandaged it with what little bandages I had, and considered my options. I could either go back to the compound and get the shit beat out of me, or I could stay in the forest and live off of whatever I could manage.
My decision was made in a heartbeat. I decided to stay in the forest until my actions were soon forgotten. They weren't anticipating my return anyway. They could careless about me.
All the more reason why I stayed in the forest at the time I did.
I remained in the forest for a long period of time. Using my survival techniques, I managed to catch fish in the river and build a fire. Day in, day out. I did nothing but carve a few weapons and feed the fire.
I had no cloth to wash myself so I remained dirty. I thought that that was how the grungy bandits felt all the time.
It was the most disgusting days of my life.
Then, one day, I met someone.
I heard a rustle of leaves out in the distance. I armed myself with my hand made sword and prepared to face whatever was approaching.
To my disbelief, a strange creature emerged from the trees. I had never seen anything like it.
It had long, black hair, shiny and soft like velvet. It's face looked…it was hard to explain. The eyes were big, sparkled, and azure, like dark pearls. The cheeks had a slight rosy color to them and there was this red stuff on its lips. It wore a very large kimono with many layers. Obviously, this creature was rich.
Being raised by bandits, it was hard to let this creature with this fine clothing pass. I felt tempted to strip it of its garments and kill it on the spot. But something kept me back. It was the creature's face. Something about its face made me not want to murder it. It's like a part of me didn't want this beautiful being to not walk the earth.
It stops as soon as its eyes met mine. They were dark, dark as the night only darker. When looking into them, I could see my soul. I could see who I really was. Though they were dark, they were warm.
I still felt threatened by this new creature. My sword was still up and my guard was still up. But the being felt no threat towards me. It didn't even look frightened. It looked astonished and yet emotionless.
A small smile curled on its features. It spoke, in such a soothing tone.
"What are you doing here, little one?"
This creature was bold. Either it was stupid or very daring. Either way, I didn't let it touch me. I answered nothing.
But it still stood there. I didn't think it was really looking for a detailed answer. I think it wanted to know why I invaded its territory.
here's the random person. XP