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Troy didn't know how long he's been walking this damn dirt road. It was almost as if it went on forever, when he looked forward he couldn't see the end of it, so he had no choice but to keep on movin. His tattered back pack was beginning to become a pain as he had to keep on adjusting it to fit better on his shoulder. He was half tempted to throw it into the nearby ditch, and he would of to if it didn't carry his water and his mom's picture. So instead the boy just kept his head down and kicked rocks as he went.
It has been nine days since he ran away from home. Leaving behind his mother and Cain. Food had become a luxery he could not afford, water was scarce, and the earth was last nights bed. His stomach growled viciously as hunger attacked him. Making him weak and dread each step he took. Troy had to stop for a moment, to tired to continue. The sun was high in the sky of Dantooine, and Troy could feel the heat slam into him.
He ran his hand through his thick dark hair, filling his palm with sticky sweat. He just realized he hadn't washed in at least three days, a smile crossed his lips as he remembered that creek. Troy knelt down on one knee and opened up his backpack. He grabbed his water bottle filled with clean, clear water then he took a swig. He had to stop himself from drinking the entire thing. Screwing back on the cap Troy placed his bottle of water back in his backpack, then he stood back up, and continued to walk.
It was a couple of hours later when he saw it. A huge house off in the distance, his young eyes had to squint to see that far away. But it was there, then upon looking closer Troy saw something else, food! He was gazing off at a farm with acers and acres of crops. It didn't take long for Troy to walk in that direction, he'd be there soon enough then he'd feast like a king.
Finally upon reaching the edge of the farm he saw what kind of crops he was drooling over. Corn, so much corn. Troy's primal instinct took over as he reached for the nearest shuck and removed it. Then he bit hard into the dry vegetable and nearly gagged. It was not like his momma fixed it back home, but it was something. Troy nearly inhaled the whole thing, then he went for another, then another, then another.
Troy would of went on and on if he didn't hear a gun cock behind him. Slowly Troy put his hands up and stayed completely still. Not wanting the stranger to shoot him in the back.
@Megilwen
It has been nine days since he ran away from home. Leaving behind his mother and Cain. Food had become a luxery he could not afford, water was scarce, and the earth was last nights bed. His stomach growled viciously as hunger attacked him. Making him weak and dread each step he took. Troy had to stop for a moment, to tired to continue. The sun was high in the sky of Dantooine, and Troy could feel the heat slam into him.
He ran his hand through his thick dark hair, filling his palm with sticky sweat. He just realized he hadn't washed in at least three days, a smile crossed his lips as he remembered that creek. Troy knelt down on one knee and opened up his backpack. He grabbed his water bottle filled with clean, clear water then he took a swig. He had to stop himself from drinking the entire thing. Screwing back on the cap Troy placed his bottle of water back in his backpack, then he stood back up, and continued to walk.
It was a couple of hours later when he saw it. A huge house off in the distance, his young eyes had to squint to see that far away. But it was there, then upon looking closer Troy saw something else, food! He was gazing off at a farm with acers and acres of crops. It didn't take long for Troy to walk in that direction, he'd be there soon enough then he'd feast like a king.
Finally upon reaching the edge of the farm he saw what kind of crops he was drooling over. Corn, so much corn. Troy's primal instinct took over as he reached for the nearest shuck and removed it. Then he bit hard into the dry vegetable and nearly gagged. It was not like his momma fixed it back home, but it was something. Troy nearly inhaled the whole thing, then he went for another, then another, then another.
Troy would of went on and on if he didn't hear a gun cock behind him. Slowly Troy put his hands up and stayed completely still. Not wanting the stranger to shoot him in the back.
@Megilwen