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Posting begins on the story's New Year
Jake was sitting at a fountain near the center of the town, he had an old fishing rod with the hook in the water, as if he would catch something in such a small body of water, he was cross legged and his sun hat was down in his face, he had a sombre smile with his pipe in the corner of his mouth, his thick dusty glasses sat on the end of his nose and his eyes where...closed, it appears that he had fallen asleep some time ago and no one bothered to wake him up
If your going to hit the ground, hit the ground running
Wilson was doing his normal Saturday walk over the center of town, greeted far and wide by the ever changing residents of his town. He was something of a fixture, old reliable, born and bred and going to die in the same square miles. Sometimes people asked why he never left, if it was because he'd found happiness with so little, if it was because this spot has resignated with his soul. It was because Wilson didn't want to bother with the hassle of going somewhere he'd never been before. New landmarks, new accents, new crowd of riffraff. Not for him. No, he had his place here, his own place on the pecking order.
Wilson continued around the town, picking up cans and newspapers from off the street, making his town a little cleaner when he spotted Jake over at the fountain.
"Ain't you ever learnt how to fish?" Wilson called out.
Kun
Walking into the shade of a paper lantern shop I sigh in relief, the air outside is to warm for new year... It's almost like a sign that something is wrong.
Still, it's best not to cause a fuss, especially not in the cities full of superstitious crazies. I buy a small red lantern for the night's celebrations; paying with the few copper coins remaining in my pocket and head out into the open air. The fountain is where I'm trying to head when I turn around, sure that I saw something in the shadows. "What was that?" I mutter to myself.
Jake jumped awake, he looked around startled until he saw Wilson, "I learn fishing a long time ago son" he yawned and moved his pipe to the other side of his mouth, "I just thought that this was a comfortable spot..." it was hard to think of the cold stone ground as comfortable but Jake managed, "Who are you I may ask?" he said looking up to Wilson still with his smile on his face
If your going to hit the ground, hit the ground running
"Boy you must be new in town or sumin'," Wilson laughs, a bellow that runs through the center, "Name's Wilson, live over on that park a few blocks down. Real nice place. So what you catchin' today? I heard it was a good day for trout." Wilson ambles up to the fountain and pears in, as though tying to determine the best spot to fish from.
Jake laughs a bit and sighs, "I'm not looking to actually get anything, always catch and release for me" he tilts his sunhat so his eyes can be seen and he smiles again, "Yes I am new to town, I travel a lot, names Jake" he extended a hand to shake while he used his other hand to hold the fishing rod
If your going to hit the ground, hit the ground running
Wilson vigorously pumps Jake's hand, using both of his hands to physically represent his enthusiasm. "Always did say killin' save for eatin' or defense was a waste. Where you commin' from boy, where you wanna be?"
Jung
I am sitting on the red and good walls of the fountain, taking the weight of my old legs for a few minutes and listening into stranger's conversations, when I overhear an interesting piece. Somebody new in town.
Obviously, me being me, I can't resist saying something and jump in saying "You ought to be careful, you should. New town and on New Year, they say the spirits don't like intruders."
Jake sighed and scratched his head, "I think I want a peaceful place to live..." he goes back to gripping the fishing rod with both hands, "I like to travel a lot though so I don't know if I can find a place to stay..."
If your going to hit the ground, hit the ground running
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