A Broken Promise

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𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜

A promise that was between a Writer and his creation.

❝ I miss you Yang, I wish I could see you again. ❞

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠

Faris Borago Melaina | The Main character, of The book, The Shadow Archer, tells a tale about a lonely child who soon is taken by a group of night watchers who specialize in archers. As it most famous book but soon the young character is now wanted CS. As he hunted down millions of believers. Some says, he is looking for his author, who people think that he wanted revenge for what happened.

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Chan Roy | A author, who use to been famous for his books, The Shadow Archer. But he was put in prison during the ancient time, it is an ancient word called plagiarize. As it was said that he tried to take the work for himself. But soon after he was caught, right before his trial, he was killed.

A broken Story

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>> Story One <<

While sitting at his desk, he wrote about a character in his notebook. Following that, he scratched his head for a few minutes. After pondering it for a moment, he heard a voice. “I see you're writing again.”

It startled him when he heard the voice, and he looked to see a glorious woman smiling at him. These made him seem to freeze. Since many people ignore him even so, he won’t ever imagine anyone would ask him, “Um, yes? ”

The young lady was nervous, “Sorry, I think we haven’t met even if we are in the same class, my name is Savita Winter,” The men knew her, as who wouldn’t know about the glorious woman in his town as any man would die to be her lover or even marry. But why would she talk to him?

He mumbles his words as he speaks, “Oh, we haven’t, the name Chan Roy,”

That was the first time he met her. It was also the day. He would never feel warm from his sun.

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10 Years Later

A young boy was running through the forest. As he cures himself, how can he forget how dark it is? He begs it won’t be too late. He won’t get scolded again like last time. He soon stops when he sees it. It was an antique house. It was stable. He didn’t know how old it was. He could tell it was because the paint was coming off. He walks around the house until he found the back of the house. He finds a window, and he opens it to a room.

He climbs in, drops to the ground, then gets ready for bed. But then he was startled by a starn and sharp tone, “Faris.” The boy turns slowly to see an older man who seems to be in his twenties. He stands with a very unpleased face. He looks at him with tired eyes, but the boy can see some worry in them.

“Hello, Mr. Roy,” Faris murmurs. Mr. Roy sighs and then pitches his nose. He turns around and faces Faris with a stern look that means 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. The boy gulps and quietly follows the men. He led him upstairs, then to the kitchen. Faris saw two plates of food.

Faris seemed confused by these. He stared at the older man. Who went to take sat at his chair. Then look at the boy as if exempting him to do the same. Faris walked to his sit then sat down. He stared at cold food. The man had started to eat it. The boy didn’t if saying sill waiting for the men to say something.

The men noticed the boy’s nervousness and sighed, “I know. You went to see the town and see what’s there?” The boy nodded, which made the man laughs a little as it shocked the boy. “Ha, what did you see,”

Faris started to speak about what he saw. It made the men smile dearly and softly to him. When it was time for bed, the boy went to his room. He slept in his bed until he woke, as he heard the noise. He walks up to see one of the rooms light up. He walks to it as if sacred. He peek to see the man was at his desk writing in papers. As the boy knows what it was, then, “I know you are there,” He smirks. I

The boy opened the door, and he walked to the men who continue writing as the boy wonder why. “Umm, Mr. Roy?”

Mr. Roy hum, “Yes, my boy?” Not even looking up.

“I want to ask why do you keep on writing. If your done with one why start others?”

Mr. Roy stopped and then sighs, “It’s because I am not done yet, as I haven’t written your happy ending that’s why I can never stop until it is done?”

Faris seem to sadden by that, “But I don’t want one if I have one then you will be alone again,” The boy saw Mr. Roy get up and walk over to him and he sighs.

“Oh yes, I when I was alone and writing then you came to me. It wonderful day I was glad. But I know it won’t be long until I lose you,” He said in sadden tone, which made Faris confused more. Then the boy saw a letter.

He looks at the man then hugs him, “Promise me, you won’t forget me?”

M. Roy sighs at that, then hugs the boy back as tears went down his face, “Yes I promise,” He said then look at the letter which the paper. As it read.

Dear Chan Roy,

             We have been informed that your latest

              book, called The Shadwo Archer has been

              reported to be a copy of another book, called

             The Golden Knight. We sadden also says

              that it is also said that you have been

              keeping a CS in your house. That is why

              tomorrow we are coming by to take you away

              for trial and you must give in, and give us the

              book. So we can burn and end that CS. Free

              you from its torment if you obey then you

              might get a lighter sentence than death.

— From Savita Winter.

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𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛

A forgotten stories that is sad and tell a story about men who life all because of a promise. It is a pity, now he is forgotten by world have become a CS. But what if a other boy and his CS find a way to make seen things again? Mm, we may never know.

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜

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