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“Whoa, half way done.” Argurios said to himself with a relief, as he gazed upon a half of the field yet to be worked on. In the distance he saw a hare run across the field and stop in midst the crops. Argurios casually removed the sling from his wrist and put a stone in the socket. Starting to spin it above his head, he waited for the hare to show itself. Then the alarm rang, scaring Argurios he let go of the swing and the stone flew back into the work hut breaking the roof. “O hell no. Now I’m gona hear it again. I just hope that the sheep-shagger won’t find out. O right the alarm.” Argurios sprinted across the field towards his house. On his way he grabbed the axe that was standing in front of the doors. This was his moment, his day. He dreamed of showing his father he wasn’t a small boy anymore, this time he would stand beside his father, axe in hands. Running up the stairs into his room. In the corner lay his bow and a bunch of arrows. Picking up the bow and holding it to his heart he whispered to himself; “Today you will see father, the whole village will see, that I am a mighty warrior and a great bowman.” With his prayer said he rushed down the stairs and towards the doors. Just as he was about to step outside something grabbed him by the collar and hoisted him up high. “Wow there lad. Where do you think you’re going? Oh and I see you brought me my axe, how kind of you.” Raknar said putting his son, who was tiny in comparison, down in a way so he stood between the boy and the doors and taking the axe from the boys hands. “C’mon dad, I’m ready I’m old enough, let me go” Argurios plead his father knowing that it was the only chance. “No!” A cold and stern answer boomed through the house. “You are too young to have felt the warmth of a woman, too young to have a farm of your own and too immature to even wipe your own arse. Now go to the hiding place.”. “What a pig-bedder.” Argurios muffled from under his fixed look at the ground. “Yes I am, now move your arse!” Raknar yelled again and gestured with his hands as he would try to shoo away a stray dog. At first Argurios wanted to move, but then he decided, this is his day and on this day he will make a stand even to his father. “If you won’t let me pass then ill force my way through!” Releasing a high peached scream, he ran forward his hands extended to tackle the opponent in front of him.
“What a foolish lad, though he is my blood, and at least he has guts, but those of an idiot.” Raknar thought to himself as he carried the unconscious body of his son to the basement of the work hut, which was the hiding place made especially for the boy. Lowering him inside and closing the trap doors. Then he looked around, he knew he had to imprison the boy otherwise he would leave as soon as he would wake up. Taking a big heavy log he put it onto the trap doors. “This should hold you inside, till you get your strength back, which will take a while.” Turning around, with his axe strapped onto his belt, Raknar hurried to the centre of the town

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