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He shrugged his pack to a more comfortable position on his back as he left the gates of his childhood home forever, he sighed as he took a single look back and waved goodbye to his friends and family. Who knows he might come back might not no one would ever really care... He touched his knife with one hand and pet his dog with the other, and started humming a merry tune as he walked into the forest with its old creaking branches, the constantly shifting roots, and all of the animals from the relatively harmless rabbit to the occasional fang-wolf. "Well to day is the start of the rest of our lives." He spoke to his dog bo and strangely enough he the dog nodded in agreement. And with that last thought he stepped into the forest, and was immediately swallowed by the mere presence of life, but he shrugged away his paranoia of being watched...
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