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Long Live Nino

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The  rain smacks  my skin as I  stand in the eerie  woods trying to figure  out where to go next. I’ve  followed the hiking trail for  an hour and a half and there’s  a fork in the path. Something in  my body told me to go left but who  wants to follow intuition anyways? Rain still  pouring down, I walk through the heavy brush and  I feel chills starting to form. There was a clearing  and I spotted an unusual sight. Why in the world am I  seeing this? Am I hallucinating? I see a 6ft man standing  there still. I wipe my eyes to make sure I’m not seeing things, but  this man is still here. And now he has a stupendous, lavish suit. There are definitely causes me to proceed with caution. Again my mind is yelling  at me “Stop this! This is so stupid. You’re literally seeing a man in, let’s  say, a 75k suit, standing in the middle of the woods. And it’s pouring! Why in the  world are you walking toward him?” Once more, I ignore my own suggestion and push forward. I  get close and he turns to me and says elegantly “Hello sir. I’ve been expecting you for quite some  time now.” Eyebrow raised I say “Who are you and what do you mean?” “I am Artorias of Parish. Your  services have been requested. You need to return home.” Okay. This guy is loopy, quite obviously. I stand there  seriously confused by this unusual man and tell him “Listen. I don’t know who you are or where ‘Parish’ is”–I say this with air quotes. “But if you think I’m going anywhere with you, you’re sorely mistaken. I’m also a cashier so  I’m not sure what you’d need from me.” The man only sighs and shakes his head. “We do not have time.” He extends his arm and grabs me and brings out a gemstone with engravings on it and shouts an unknown language. I shouted “Get off of me!” and with a blink of an eye I’m in an entirely different location. Instead of the rain filled woods, we’re in a enormous room painted black. Eloquent paintings, a gorgeous crystal chandelier, and people all wearing luxurious clothes fill the room. I’m flabbergasted as teleportation is not possible. I say nothing because I’m too distracted by the fact I was in the woods one moment, and the next I’m standing in this stupendous room. Artorias who is standing next to me, announces to the crowd “I’ve finally found him. After 67 years the heir has returned to his rightful place. Long live Nino.”

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