[he has a hunch he knows what she's thinking about.]
I mean it. I guess I'm just not used to happy endings. I like them, but let's be honest here; most of the stories you hear now aren't the kind you feel like clapping to when they're over.
[case in point: his. he takes another deep breath, trying to make his tongue feel like less of a gross lump in his mouth.]
Well, okay. Uh.
[he stops short again and, with some hesitance, starts again properly.]
Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived with his family, far away from any towns or outposts. Y'see, they were farmers. Problem was, they weren't very good at it. The land around them was dry and hard to till, so it was difficult to grow vegetables even when the weather was on their side, which was rare. On top of it all, his family wasn't... Well. They weren't the type you'd expect to be farmers. His father left when he was very young, probably went off to have some grand adventure or search for treasure or capture fairies, whatever people of the time used to do, but he never came home. That just left him, his mother, his broth- siblings, his aunt and his uncle. And while they were pretty happy with the life they had, the boy wasn't.
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I mean it. I guess I'm just not used to happy endings. I like them, but let's be honest here; most of the stories you hear now aren't the kind you feel like clapping to when they're over.
[case in point: his. he takes another deep breath, trying to make his tongue feel like less of a gross lump in his mouth.]
Well, okay. Uh.
[he stops short again and, with some hesitance, starts again properly.]
Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived with his family, far away from any towns or outposts. Y'see, they were farmers. Problem was, they weren't very good at it. The land around them was dry and hard to till, so it was difficult to grow vegetables even when the weather was on their side, which was rare. On top of it all, his family wasn't... Well. They weren't the type you'd expect to be farmers. His father left when he was very young, probably went off to have some grand adventure or search for treasure or capture fairies, whatever people of the time used to do, but he never came home. That just left him, his mother, his broth- siblings, his aunt and his uncle. And while they were pretty happy with the life they had, the boy wasn't.
He wanted to be a knight.