Dear younger David:

Are you proud of me? Of all the hardships i’ve overcame? Of the man I’ve withered into? Am I who you envisioned yourself to be.

I promise you I am constantly working to be better than the darkest me. Better than rock bottom. Better than literally being physically sick at who was reflecting in the mirror.

I remember I would always have the moments that felt like I was looking into the mirror of Erised. So for the non Potter heads, when you look into the Mirror of Erised, you would see your desires. And I remember all the the me’s i would picture. And all the me’s I never amounted to (college graduate me, mountain climber me, better than ….. me, truly happy me). And the me’s that still linger (author me, good boyfriend me, better me, better brother me, truly happy me). And i have to remember to be kind to all of us. All the versions of me I haven’t quite forgiven yet. The me’s that come out when i’m at my angriest, the me’s that are stagnant. Because truly, and i have such a rock, and two great friends and supporters, that I hope know who they are, they’re probably reading this right now. But those two are the one’s that I do it for for different reasons. But, i have to be kind to all the me’s i’ve been. All the me’s i will be. Because I walk alone with my thoughts. And i know you’re probably not okay with who you turned to be.

But I’m in the process of leveling up. Writing more to get back in the habit of exercising this muscle. Exploring options. Being better. Being the you, you might’ve thought you’d be at 22. I feel 27, will be a good year for me.

Look man. It’s only us at the end of the day. You, younger me. Me now. We all have to be okay with the different versions of us. The versions of us we will be in 5/15/30 years from now. And truly we don’t even deserve a quarter of the love we’ve been given. But it’s only forward. It’s only better than yesterday’s shortcomings. It’s only trying to live up to the man I saw in my Erised. I don’t even think right now we have an idea of what that would be. Like if I looked into it now what would I want? For us to be okay. For Mya to be loved like she deserves. For her to be happy. For Ky to achieve everything in life she wants. For my bois to be good. For my mama to retire and not have to worry.

For me to be secure in my purpose. And helping those around me in theirs. To be writing and exploring and being better. I think my erised would be something like this..

Let’s say 35. I have my bachelor’s degree. I’ve written 5 novels. I’m a husband. A good man. A good husband. Better for the one that loves me than the versions of me’s that i hate. A father. A better father than the generational curse I want to break. Well travelled. Healed. Free. A house that’s mine free and clear. Passive income, with steady sources of main income. Forgiving and forgave.

I find it hard to forgive myself. Like i hate myself so much at times. The simplest things can eat away at me. Keep me up til. Shit 3:24 am for example. I fee overwhelmed often. I feel i have nowhere to truly turn. I feel backed into a corner and at the same time so blessed.

I will get there. I will make it. But for now… For here.. For 27…. I will appreciate this moment by moment.

So younger me. Anger issues me. Abusive me. Failure me. Self-hatred me. Weak me. Low confidence me. By 28 we will have forgiven ourself.

I write always figuring nobody is really reading what i’m writing. But i try to share a little bit of me so maybe someone can understand. Maybe connect. Maybe feel like they’re not alone. So of you ever stumble across my blog. Or if you read it constantly and i don’t know drop a response and say hey. Or tell me in person idfk. And if it’s just me in here, cause i don’t really share this page like that. Then Yoooo We inchea the boi.

Songs of my Week: Friday, April 8th.

Paradise – Coldplay

Open A Window- Rex Orange County, Tyler The Creator

Lye- Earl Sweatshirt

How Did you get here- Little Simz

Too Late to Turn Back- Daniel Caesar

Vibrations – Alex Wiley

P.s. it is quite too late to be grammar checking this one so ease me up.

Just stay in it.

Tonights 2am mind wander…

I’m just here laying uncomfortably, sneezing up a storm, thinking about all the strangers i’ve met. All the little connections that come at a perfect time.

Any exchange that lights up your week.

Or my opportunity to potentially brighten theirs.

Idk, I just think of This one kid i met in Nepal that loved Eminem. We sat in a field and we talked about life and pressure and passion and music. Wanting to escape and then alcoholism. And it made me think how similar we can be. That desire to get out and experience. Finding any way to escape. How the circumstances can be so drastically different but at the same time the desires can be intertwined. Like the cosmos knew we could talk, (for that 45- or was it four hours) and just threw us in each others paths.

You know those converstaions when you lose track of time. It’s kinda amazing how you could have that with a stranger.

Or this one lady at a beach in Borneo. That saw me and a friend of mine wandering aimlessly and decide to invite us over. Then ended up being from a very similar area as him. They ended up being Cousins or something, living one or two villages apart but had Never met. And then we sat and ate, and i sung tingy tingy kinabalu to her. And i remember, in that moment, wishing i took the time to learn more Malay. Like i had once took to learned swahili that has now escaped me. Just so the langauage barrier between us would’ve been lessoned.

Or this one broi i met at the night markets in Cambodia. And how we chopped it up about … i actually dont remeber. But i remember his presence. Not so much his face or even why we connected. But i remember him and being there in that market and talking and laughing.

Or that one couple that asked me if we dyed Our water blue while riding on the bus?

Mama Fatayah that fed me.

Or that time Human by The Killers was playing at that one spot we took a break.

Some strangers stick. And their stories stick.

And maybe i can take something from them. Any of them at any given time. Or give something of myself to them. Positive energy.

And learn to be more patient with my tolerance for small talk. Because that can make the difference to someone’s day.

And maybe in turn that same kindness i extend to strangers, i can learn to extend to mysef everyday.

Cause i feel i’ve been failing alot lately. And ive been judgin myself harshly . And kicking myself. And lingering too long on the mistakes.

Maannnnnnn shout out to all the strangers that stay with us. And shout out to all the ones i may possibly meet further along on the rollercoaster. Wherever you may catch me. On a downward spiral, the moment of anticipation heading up, or rolling back into the bay at the end . I hope we can take something from each other.

Idk though. I just be out here thinking random thoughst and writing em down. It’s late asf.

Let’s start in 2016. Summer 2016 to be specific. Summer 2016 I found myself. I found myself having the time of my life. I found myself spiritually. I found the confidence to be me, completely me. I also lost myself. Many parts of me I didn’t want to be anymore. So let’s start in 2016.

Spiritually I was tested. It was there little children asked me why my God hated them? Why he would strike their villages with that earthquake? Chapthok. I stood amongst the Nepali Giants overwhelmed. There was this one specific overlook spot. Where we could see Ginesh Himal , I believe, in the distance. Feeling small. I was writing and wondering. Asking and searching for the answers I felt i needed most. And honestly i will never be able to put into words the emotion i felt just being able to be there. I felt blessed. I felt challenged. I felt I had found my second home. And i felt there was a God. Me, so small, so insignificant. I had finally felt i was put here on this Earth for a reason. I was having a great time with the villagers. I felt loved and welcomed. I felt like my effort was making a difference. And sure on the grand scheme of things the work we were doing was small, it only effected that village, but it was also GRAND. And mattered. Mattered to them. And to us. To Raleigh. to ME. To the cosmos and the universal draw that connects us all. And i knew that God had lead me there. To Nepal. To those moments sitting with Devendra. Or watching Caesar chase girls around. Playing football with Harry. Eating dal bhat mountains. It was God that had awoken me from my sleep a night before with a clear image of Nepal. The tiniest of sparks that lead to a life defining experience. And lead me there, to Nepal, the following year. And there at that lookout point with Chance’s “Coloring Book” bumping that I knew I was changing. And I was okay with who I was. I was starting to understand my place. My worth. I could talk about that summer forever though so let’s jump to 2017.

We flow like the peaks and the valleys.
You caught me at my worst times.
The demons i battle 
could’ve turned me into the worst guy.

2017 was cool. I fell in love. The love of my life the love. A love I thankfully still have today and hold dear. The girl that’s presence echoes in my soul. That’s another story, another time. But it was also there I was alone in Cambodia. Alone in my mind. And once again I was challenged. Challenged to find peace with being alone. And fun with traveling alone. And I had to learn how to entertain myself. And be okay with being alone. And learn to truly love the parts of me I had grown to dislike, the parts I hated. And that was hard. Being alone was very hard at times. But that time helped me get through the pandemic. it gave me the tools I needed to be okay with being me.

Then I was back in my second home. Trekking the mountains. With my brother Prabin. and oh what a time we had. I’m grateful for all the people i’ve met along my travels. Especially Prabin, Tara, Along, Apay, Reyneilda, Duha, Kak Yati. It’s something special about a person willing to open their home to you and treat you as their own. their kin. to house and feed you. to take time out of their personal lives to show you a true experience. to accept you into their families. We cannot take for granted how powerful love and laughter are. The two L’s of life that are completely worth it. Who would I be had I not met these people when I did. If any of them ever find their way to Bermuda i’d return the favour in a heartbeat.

And then 2018- early 2020 was back to the monotony. The flow of life. Working, learning, exploding. But also, navigating something new. love. A fresh love. A love unexplored and untrialed. that then faced trials.

And 2020 the lows came back. Obviously there was pandemic life. Big explosions in my personal life. losing a whole book I was writing. feeling battered and bruised.

My soul was battered, bruised, trampled and blown out.
Come save me from the depths of the hell that I'm in.
The long nights I arm wrestle the stress and the sin.
I could've folded.
but I move forward the best that I can.

2022 i plan to work on me. And grow into the me I was finding in 2016. The me I learned to love in 2017. The me that still seems to be lost in the mountains. The me I lost between 2018-2022.

I plan to be better.

Yes i am my past. I am an amalgamation of all the mistakes ive made. My bumps, and bruises, shattered emotion, and explosions.

And yes our past defines us. I am LeeAnn Simmons and little Erik. I am Frank Ocean’s channel orange at 3am. And the pain and understanding of Earl Sweatshirt. Or the vibe of Daniel Caesar at afro punk 2018. The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill. I am Peanut butter and banana smoothies. And chocolate ice cream. The inspiration I feel from Kendrick to be great. I am Sports and some anime. I am fights at youth night. Long nights. I am TK4l. I am Nepal and Bermuda. I am how I express myself through clothing. And I’m the games I play. I am Killua and I am Rengoku. I am the mountains and the fresh sea breeze air. I am the dishwasher version of me bumping Zeroh’s Barkpench an MF Doom. I am still growing.

I am my hair.

Dont touch my hair.

Boi how i love to let my hair down and let my hair loose. And the couple times i cut it and let it grow back. But society? Huh ? I am all the battles with insecurties , and the lady that grabbed my hair randomly in the isle at lindos and said “It’s softer than i thought”.

I am a soul.. 27 years old

I am the love that I’ve grown through these last 5 years. I am an aspiring writer that’s gonna finish writing books this year.

The darker days are behind us
I’m the tiniest of wrinkles in the time jump.
The universe decides what defines us.
Or maybe the mind does.
Or maybe its all predetermined by GOD.
I am prayers and hope.
Love and lust.
We stay moving forward. 
We can’t make this shit up.
But at the end of the day i hope i can do what i want before my times up.
And my body goes the same time my mind does.

P.S.

M.K.B. you’re amazing and I love you!

When your skin leaves mine I be having withdrawals.
Your brown skin drips so sweet its like I’m caught in your Ebony Falls.
Sparkle your eye’s Ivory like Herbie Hancock,
And serve you like I’m Ebony Maww.
No Salieri Shit,
I wanna be knee deep, explore the sin of your Ebony thoughts.
I wanna learn your Roots, I’m in awe how i get lost all up in your Ebony Art.
It’s like every time you speak, my heart tweaks to the song of your Ebony drawl.  
Sunkissed bliss it’s like you’ve been touched by the Ebony Gods.
Sweet Ebony Jesus. 
Save me a piece of your Ebony Heart. 
Stuck to you, Miles Morales, I know it’s a part of you Ebony Power.
A spell so strong, drenched in the aroma of your Ebony Shower.
And that’s on everything Great in the world that makes you the true obsidian gem that you are. 

The deepest connections, 
Come from the deepest lacking's.
You caught me at my lowest and we grew to better.
My Energy’s slipping.

I'm an artisan, of navigating the art of sin.
I could drive the most religious taste atheist.
Reverse Midas touch. 
if you see that I'm distant,
Then give me distance.
like I'm Rogue or Tomura. 

My grip's crumbling my most valuable things.

Felt left alone when I needed support the most. 
but I got a piece of the peace I need.
A sweet taste of my better days.
Soul saver like true love or good art.
or the cool water from the sand on  Bermuda summer days.

I'm just a moon in your orbit.
but in a good way. 
I was lost in the gravity of you.
Like a song that gives you chills on the first play.

All the parts of you they interest me.
All the parts I've learned.
And all the parts I've yet to see.
Your spirits embedded in my history.

We came from Pennywise’s gutter.
So lets just build in love.
no more fear of what comes next.
We’ll fill the pieces like context clues.
But lets not confuse, our love for the hollywood shit. 
like that movie scene that feels so good, but you just cant relate.
My soul’s yearning for you is deeper than a bottomless pit:
and I'm sure I'll never fill it. 
And if I do it’ll be at my journey’s end.

So many words to finds. 
me and the homies been wolf packed since under 9's
like extended mags.
or upright infinity signs.
Moulding my fewture is like.

The almost 8 minutes it took me to write this poem.
Passion lives here.
in the sweet spot between action and fear.


But til this day i feel im still underachieving.
2022 and my soul’s on the track like my oldest gym sneakers.
We still building a good foundation.
like all that came before us is holding firmly beneath us. 

My hopes Are like prayers drifting to the night sky.
Been working on releasing all my layers. 
Just at the right time.
So i don’t have to face it in a cascading effect.
FroM washing dishes in the back.
To believe in myself. 
I feel amazing and that. 

The world around me plays different as time passes.
I find myself Tip toeing around the damaged walls. 
The broken pieces are littered like shattered glasses.
Fragile hearted but strong willed.
Stand tall.

My lenses are cleansed. 

I withdraw to reconnect.
So if i’m missing just leave me be. 
Evading the sins we became accustomed to.
The sins that made you and me.

We wade in em.
I couldn’t see the better path unless i landed in its place.
My wicked ways. I stayed in em.
Found a safe space in em.

Good memories fade.
While we’re stained by the darker ones.
It’s like my mental bathes in em.

Growth comes from facing the unknown. 
Clock out from my past’s grip.
It’s crazy that time’s getting the best of us.
The older we get the faster it passes.
I miss the old days summer passed slow as molasses. 

And the sun kissed my skin gently. 
Drink your water.
Plant your seed. 
And accept the world’s blessings. 

Please just tell me the truth.
Or it will eat at me.
My mind is decaying like a rotten tooth. 
Feels like I need a change of scenery. 

Young love blossoming to its troubling stage.
What can i say?
My mind’s drifting like the milky way.
And if love is the answer you my Kenneth j. 
A constant debate.
You taste as good as a Ferrero Rocher. 

Our path’s been scorned by our darkest days. 
But We bloom from it.
My heart pounding like a hero that burst into the room gunning. 
Running across the the bridge as wet set our flames upon it.
The ashes we burned in our wake. 
We raise from it. 

And you already know. 
I wanna find your heart like an artichoke.
I gotta build you up.
The art of flow. 
Been in me since a toddler though.
Quid pro quo.

You get what you give.
My purpose and passion been lost to my environment. 
As well as my innocence. 

Stay away from me with your Parker Crane intentions. 
Your snarky tongue. 
The lowest level of villainy. 
Save time. Hoping to build our eternity. 

A day late but here nonetheless...

Pain makes me write easier.
Just scratching the surface, but what I long is much deeper.
Feel my life in my pen.
I know this is the beginning,
But always keeping my eye on the end.

I got a new state of mind though.
Made happiness the center of my life,
Reach to the sun for warmth young Galileo.

I’ve come a long way from who I was in 2013. 
Self deprecation the scene.
Now we out here writing, loving, living life.
Doing all things,
In a manner that reflects who we trying to be.

Godlike.
I search for answers in the dark night.
I thank the cosmos for all I don't know.
And for the signs I see that everything will be alright. 

Aug: 10

My time is here. I look around as things pass me by. I break free of the monotony for just long enough to see my contentment shrouded over me. like a dark cloud lingering above my head blocking my view of the true sun. the light’s different right now because i know that somewhere it’s shining brighter for me. but to find my somewhere. to find my why… i need to dig deeper. to analyse. and what better time than now.? what better place than here?

i know that i have potential in me. potential to lead. potentialto create. i know i can make the people that matter most tobe me proud. i know i can make myself proud.

I love this blog as it’s really pushing me right now. well i guess i’m pushing myself.

Comment some topics for me to right on.

Also maybe comment a book i could read to end out the summer bless.

Listen to that new Lauryn Hill verse on that new Nas joint .

I stand firmly with my feet to the ground.

Arms extended at chest height.

Palms to the wall.

I slow my breathing and calm my mind until i can feel the atoms vibrating inside the wall reverberating in my fingertips.

I count down from ten with every breathe painting myself a clearer picture of what it is i want to do.

Shatter the wall with one push…

I’m feeling burnt.

Ive been going at this since 10 pm last night and now the suns coming up.

Running around the city to all the abandoned Buildings i know. Only managing to shake a few walls and push a few others over. Yet to completely shatter on though…

‘Two years back i travelled to Nepal. While i was trekking the annapurna circuit i met and older lady in a tea shop. She told me she had no family and i was the first person that came to her store that felt familiar. So she wished to leave something to me.

At the time i didnt know the importance of this item.

But the lady told me to proctect this item. Carry it with me at all times.

She told me that at some point. If my heart and mind reached complete peace with myself something deep within me would come to light.

Now obviously i just took the item out of respect. And now i carry it with me because i simply like the style of it. It was a rare beautiful gemstone. One that i couldnt identify no matter how many google searches or people i asked about it.

So i just put it into a necklace, And wear it everyday as a memory of my trip to nepal.

Well yeah, I was out in town last night sitting at this waterfront park called Albuoys Point. Eating a rice and tofu bowl from Misaki. When the gemstone emmitted a blindingly bright green glow.

I just figured a boat that was pulling into the dock must’ve hit the stone the wrong way.

But next thing i knew i dropped to my knee in excrutiating pain .

I curled up into a ball on the grass. And broke out in an extreme sweat. Then the weirdest thing happened.

It looked like the glow from the rock started emitting again but this time it was going into my body.

I mustered up all i had to grip the stone and cover it with my hand but the light still radiated through my hand into my chest.

I passed out. I dont know for how long but when i came to everything felt better. the city around me was still and it must’ve been early in the morning.

I got up and leaned against a tree to catch my breathe a little bit. And the whole tree fell over. I lost my balance and roll in the grass.

Panicking about what happened i get up and go to my bike and push it off the stand .

Pumped up on adrenaline i mustve pushed it so hard the whole front forks of the bike bent inward and the front wheel went flying off.

Being that it was so early i knew my only option was to leave my bike there.Unsure of how to get home i went to lean against the wall and the wall fell over.

The first five minutes after waking up were the craziest.

In panick i went and sat on the edge of the dock for what mustve be an hour before i got up and moved.

I thought to myself

What if i have super strength .

Is this really how it starts.

So i spent the next couple of hours pushing at wall after wall until i got to this moment….

Palms to the wall.

I start to push.

“You know its easier if you enchant the stone”

I jumped back startled. I turn around and see what can only be described as a human sized lizard staring me directly into my eyes. Meeting my eye-line standing probably between 6’2” and 6’4” tall.

“I’ve been watching you since you got the stone. You’ve been the first one on this planet to ever awaken its power”

What are you!? I ask is simple excitement and fear that a lizard was standing tall and talking to me. What is actually going on here

“I’m an intelligent lifeform from a planet far away from this earth of yours. I’ve live a bit over 600 years and never thought i’d see the day the stone awakened on you’re planet”

What do you mean by the stone Awakening i just got this as a gift form a lady in nepal i really don’t even know how i got it to glow like that. I was just chilling at albuoys.

‘Dont worry young man. I’ll explain al in due time. But what you should know is that is seems you have been selected out of a long line of holders of this stone, to be the one that weilds its true power. And really we dont have much time now that your stone has awakened. The third and final stone is sure to follow. You should come with me. We need to get to the third stone now as the godlike threatens to awaken”.

What are you talking about?

‘Theres an old prophecy that says once the true holders of all the stones awaken their power, They must stand together to protect the universe.”

“And well my friend, it seems you’re the second piece of this complex puzzle i’ve devoted my life to solving”

“My species normally lives about 800 years are yours what about 70? We must nit have much time to accomplish our goal of stopping the godlike once it awakens. And truthfully, Ive already heard whisperers across the galaxies that the godlike has already started to stir in its slumber. The prophesized apocalypse bringer hasn’t moved since the dawn of time. And now it seems the time is near. If it awakeens and we are not prepared. Universal destruction will follow.”

I’m confused thiugh. If youve been watching all this time . All these people. Why me. Why wait to it was this late.?

‘The stones choose the true weilder. Ive been spending time travelling between heree and Pantheon, the planet where the other stone lies in wait.’

‘Come with me and i can take you to Pantheon and the third stone and we can begin our preparations. We can be there and back in 10 days.”

“But i have a job. A life. I cant just up and leave. I dont even know you! How can i trust anything you’re saying is true?

‘This is bigger than us. Sorry i forgot to introduce myself. I am, in your language, called One of good fortune.”

“how about i call you Lukcy for short? Hiw can i understand you though?”

‘The technology on my planet is amazing. I have an intergalactic translator with millions of language translations built into my earpiece.”

But over time watching this planet for so long ive learned many of your earths languges as i watched the stone pass from holder to holder. Waiting for this day that it awakened. All the different backgrounds and cultures i learned of has been a blessing to see though, watching your world progress through time has been quite sad. The destruction you brought each other has been sickening.”

Who are you to judge. Sounds like you have the technology to help and just sat and let all this happen anyway”

“Its no my places to interfere with natural proceedings of this world”.

man I just don’t know whats going on. this does sound like the adventure of a lifetime if what tour saying is true though. I can save the universe. and i do love to travel. Another planet would be craZy. Am i going crazy right now it has been a long night. obviously you’re not of this planet but can you show me proof. let me see your stone and your ability.

Lucky flicks out his tongue, it pretty much reaches the ground, and out rolls a stone. Lucky bends do to pickup the stone and presses it to his lips. He starts to whispher, ” Grant me the guidance of all the cosmos, and guide me along the righteous paththe stone truly knows.”

The stone’s core bursts out with a radiant blue glow and lucky disappears.

“You can’t see me can’t you?”

‘Not at all. Where are you right now?’

“Right in front of you. But i’ve altered your mind to make it look like I’m not here”. Lucky reappears.

“You Can hear me right?” i can Hear lucky clear as day but he’s not moving.

‘Telepathy, then?‘ I ask amused. ‘You know what, you can teach me how to draw out this power of mines?”

‘I believe so, though all my knowledge of the stones come from my own experience with them. And the folk lore I’ve come to hear along my travels.”

“So the universe being in danger could all just be some fairy tale?”

“I’m afraid so, but i really believe we should be prepared. especially if we’re the only hope.’

‘Damn Lucky, you’re really banking alot of your life on these stories of yours huh.?’

‘I guess intergalactic travel couldn’t be so bad though huh?’ ‘ man this is alot for one night can i at least sleep on it. see my friends one last time?/’ i ask torn betweenthe call of adventure and the safety of my monotonous everyday routine.

“You know what, take the day to decide. I know this is alot to process. and from what i could see you had a long night. rest up. i’ll meet you outside your house when the sun sets. if you want to come i’ll be leaving for Pantheon to watch over the third stone. if not I’ll be gone come the new day and i wish you luck with your power and stone.”

lucky turns to walk away from and a laser strikes his shoulder from out of nowehre.

“LUCKY”. i take cover behind a nearby dumpster and look to see lucky crawling on the ground shiver in fear of losing his life.

Dammit! ithink to myself i have to try to save him.

i lift up the dumpster to try and throw it to cover luckys body form another strike when i feel a hand on my back and Lucky had already appear behind me.

” lucky i thought you got hit.”

” that’s what i wanted everyonme tothink because i sensed the danger coming. whoever just shot that beam really thinks they hit me. they still think im cowering on the ground there lets stay here and lets see what happens.”

” i think we got him.” this troll looking being says to the second one lagging behind.

“boss i think we finally took out one of the stone weilders.” and to see two stone activated on the same planet on the same day. it must be our luckybreak.” KASMAS is going to pay us the big bucks if we can bring him both stones. lets go take the body’. three more of threes creature appear out from behind a nearby building and drag Luckys fake body into a small alien aircraft tha tjust landed in behind them. this ciruclar disc shaped craft looks barely big enough to fit the five trolls and lukcy but they drag the body of lucky into the ship with them. “we’ll wait and see if the other stone activates again and we’ll take that stone too so be ready” the first troll says to the other ones. they all enter the aircraft and it starts to hover off into the sky. and it disappears as i assumethey probably have some kind of cloaking system to restrict tracking of their movements.

“Lucky what thehell is happening?‘ I whsihper afraid of being overheadby anyone.

“YOOOO did anyone just see that flipping spaceshipp fly offf yooo” i hear someone scream from the edge of the block.

Lucky places his hand on the back of my head. And I instantly know what happened. no explanation needed. since two of the stones had been activated we were now in grave danger of attracting dangerous attention. many people would now be looking for me and my stone for many different reasons and lucky believes we’d be safer together. we must go to the holder of the third stone now before anyone realizes its loaction. and we must leave the planet now because in a few minutes lucky’s illusions on the trolls would wear off and they’d realized they didnt actually have his body and the stone in their possesion.

Yah

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