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"I'm going to do it," he
shouted.
"Don't do it," I warned
him for the eight time.
"I can make it," he
proclaimed.
"No you won't," I tried to
stop him.
"Here I go," he leapt from
the stone bridge right onto the hilt of the giant statue's sword. By some
miracle he stuck the landing and avoided injury. "Ha, told you I could
make it."
"Okay you made it," I
relented, "Now how do you get down." He opened his mouth to say
something, but the words never came. Instead he looked down to see that the
platform he stood was well over a hundred feet above the ground. There was also
no way he could jump back to the bridge. It was just high enough and just far
enough away for the jump to be impossible. That height difference helped him
reach the hilt of the giant statue's sword, but now it doomed him.
"Don't worry I can figure this
out," he assured as he scratched his chin in thought.
"You do that," I sighed. As
I grew bored of watching him wrack his brain my attention turned towards the
statue's head, and today's original problem. I saw our dear friend Stephen
still stranded up there. I don't know how he managed to get himself up there in
the first place, but now I have two idiots trapped on this statue. If we're
lucky, which is a big if, we'll make it out of here with only one or two broken
bones each. Let's hope we haven't spent that luck already.
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Not much to say here. Just a small story that I had lying around and decided to tweak a little and upload. Look forward to a longer story next Tuesday.
Today's story was loosely inspired by an artwork by Kou Takano linked here.
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