Short Story: Make Me Strong

The adventurers approached her with the same intentions.

“Make me strong.”

But none wanted to pay the price.

“Three months? That’s too long. Our main focus is to go back home.”

This one, however, was different.

“Three months. We might have found our way home by then, but if not, I can make a difference.” Determined eyes looked up. “I can afford three months. Please, make me strong.”

She nodded. “Follow me. We start today.”

Three months, and the impatient fools would see what they had missed out on.

She looked forward to the day.

~End~

 

Genre: fantasy

 

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