FJavier01

It was a normal day for me, I just got off work at the steel mill, I honestly hated working there, but it paid the bills. My real passion was music after work I went home grabbed my guitar and went to a public street, I had my guitar case open for people to put money in if they liked my music. I mostly just played and sang songs from other musicians like Chavela Vargas and Jose Gutierrez, but I could tell people liked them as I would get a decent amount of donations. It was dark and I continued to sing my heart out, that’s when I saw three men start to approach, I didn’t pay it much mind. They stopped in front of me, I thought they were enjoying the song, but then one of them kicked my guitar case making the money spill out. “Hey!” I shouted. “Oh wow look at all this money on the ground…it doesn’t belong to anyone so I guess it’s ours.” One of them said as they started to pick it up and pocket it. “Hey that’s my money!” I said and put my foot on a 20 pesos banknote, to keep them

In a nice little town, once, lived a boy named Aaron. He was a child with a hard head and firm convictions. He believed in the multiplication table, that milk would go bad if not put in the fridge, and that airplanes flew because of engines. But in fairies, elves, and other such tales, he categorically did not believe. "Nonsense and fiction!" he would say when his friends whispered about the old forest and its wonders. One summer day, they wandered into a clearing hidden deep in the thicket. And there, as if by magic, grew a perfect circle of bright red fly agaric mushrooms with white spots. "Look, a fairy ring!" one of the boys whispered in awe. "They say if you step inside, you'll see fairies, but you can never leave." Aaron snorted. "Rubbish! It's just how the mushrooms grew. I'll prove it to you!" And, ignoring their frightened objections, he stepped into the center of the circle. Immediately, he was surrounded by a silence as thick as cotton. The birds' songs and the chirping of

Latte is a veteran exploration team member, and in her prime she was considered one of the Guild’s elites. Even though she’s semi-retired now (for reasons) she’s still highly regarded as one of the best, and from time to time the Guild will seek her help when they have a difficult task in front of them. She’s also a thoroughly unpleasant person. Sarcastic, aloof, and generally unfriendly to most people, she spends much of her time alone, either drinking her days away or just kind of blankly existing. When Benji the human-turned-buneary just happens to show up one day and the Guild becomes aware of him, past experience tells them that something bad is about to go down. They know that Benji and his partner Finn need to be brought up to snuff ASAP, and to that end they enlist Latte to act as the duo’s mentor, which she reluctantly accepts after much pleading. From the moment their eyes meet, Latte and Benji can’t stand one another. Although she’s typically hard to get along with in