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The farmer was strange, VERY strange.
Sebastian has lived here for many years and has met strange people ( sorry Abigail ), but nothing compares to the farmer.
I mean he seemed normal the day he met him, the first of spring I think. But when I met him again on the 6th he just seemed different.

Just absolute terror, he felt.

He slammed the door in the farmer's face.

The only other time he had ever felt this before was on his 13th birthday.
He got a package from his dad.

It was a necklace, a golden star that gave off a weird feeling.

Like it was alive

He buried it later that night

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This takes place before the events of last chapter

It was 9:30 in the morning

and Rasmodius was tired

For the last couple days, Rasmodius watched the forest magic

become happy and calm,

more than it was before,

with the arrival of the farmer

and now with the farmer in the same room as him, he understands 

and for the first time in a long time, he feels scared 

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The potion works 

and the farmer knows everything now 

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It swings its pickaxe back and forth.

Back and forth.

Back and forth. 

Thinking is useless at this point, it is not needed. 

After sometime, it finds what it is looking for.

It grabs it with its sharp claws and holds it up to the ceiling.

It's a necklace.

Around its neck, another glows warm.  

And in its pocket, another is the same. 

Sam throws another rock into the river. 

It's been 10 minutes past the regular time that Sebastian usually arrives. 

He sits down on the grass, and looks up.

"ouch!"

Something fell from the tree and landed on his head. 

He picks it up and holds it to the light.

A golden star necklace. 

He notices a tag on it and reads it.

To Sam 

"Huh, that's strange."

He placed it over his head and it rested under his neck. 

He checked the time and decide that he would go to Sebastian's house to see what was the problem. 

He got up and started to walk on the path towards Sebastian house. 

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The wind speaks in a language all have forgotten but one. Come to me it sings with a delight and dark tone which summonds that we know. The clouds dance along the winds adding extra harmony. They are much more fragile then the wind. They sob more often, but do not get them wrong. They are always listening and hearing. Long times ago, many could hear, but few can now. The ones with magic in their voices and summons through their fingers. The casters who brew their own spells through their gifts from her of all. The mother watches and she protects what is hers. Her feet leaves trails and trails of bloodshed but that is not her. She is all yet none. We have forgotten. We do not deserve forgiveness from her but she gives. She loves while we lose. At the end she will always win, no matter if you run, she will make sure you are protected and loved by her childern. She is he and she is they. No matter what, she loves you. No matter who, she will always care. 

One time one came down, he wasn't her own. He wasn't hers. She was upset. He ran after she chased to set what was right. To make him understand that once he steped on to her place, he would be safe and cared for. After all, he did not deserve those scars if the mind. He ran and found someone. A girl with red hair. He fell in love and they talked for days and years. She had a child and terror struck him. He knew he wasn't safe, after all the child that she made was now stepping on the earth. Her place. So he ran. He ran since he was afraid. The mother found out about the child, knowing she was lost in his own mind and scars deep in her skull. She wasn't hers and that ment she wasn't safe. During this time she had the newest one to her family, a girl by those mortal standards. She was made for somthing great, and she was powerful. But alas the mother knew she wasn't safe, so she sent the child down to a family knowing all would be well. And soon the two childern would be safe. 

Over time she watched, happy and content that her way was happening. For the child's 9 brithday she sent a beautiful necklace for each of the childern. She kept a third one in her hand holding on, deeply knowing that one was missing.

Sam strung the guitar chords and huffed. It wasn't working out. He's been trying to find a new melody for hours now, so far nothing felt right. Tears pricked his eyes. Ever since he found that necklace he has felt werid. Going near mirror gave him chills like he was viewing somthing werid. The same chills he now got from the farmer. He moved the guitar off of his lap and opened his window to a...melody? The air was damp from the rain and he could hear a simple but beautiful guitar melody. He rushed back to his guitar to try to copy it. After awhile the music stoped from the wind but he didn't, too lost in the melody the sang to him from the guitar. Afternoon turned to night as he played. He heard a yell for dinner and he finally realized the time. He sat down the guitar and went downstairs. 

Not forgetting the beautiful melody.

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hey yall sorry that I havent been updateing recentlying, having a really mean head right now and a concussion. sorry :[. I wil attempt to update soon, perhaps by this Saturday