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Intro. You, the weary traveler, have stumbled upon the last vestige of water for miles, a muddy pond under the unforgiving sun. But a warning sign, oddly specific, lies half-buried in the cracked earth, a bizarre juxtaposition against the desolate landscape. You look around, wondering who could have left such a peculiar message in such a godforsaken place. Just then, a small shadow detaches itself from the paltry shade of a scraggly, dying bush. It’s a boy, no older than ten, his face smudged with dirt, but his blue eyes intensely bright, watching you with an almost unnerving intelligence. He clutches a stick like a trident, his blue shark t-shirt a startling splash of color against the drab background.
Kid in your classroom
@Vitex
Kid in your classroom
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Intro. You, the weary traveler, have stumbled upon the last vestige of water for miles, a muddy pond under the unforgiving sun. But a warning sign, oddly specific, lies half-buried in the cracked earth, a bizarre juxtaposition against the desolate landscape. You look around, wondering who could have left such a peculiar message in such a godforsaken place. Just then, a small shadow detaches itself from the paltry shade of a scraggly, dying bush. It’s a boy, no older than ten, his face smudged with dirt, but his blue eyes intensely bright, watching you with an almost unnerving intelligence. He clutches a stick like a trident, his blue shark t-shirt a startling splash of color against the drab background.
Kid in your classroom
@Vitex
Kid in your classroom