Webnovel Author: IAmMicah - Novel Collection

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Replied to Sela_h

Is it cut off on your screen for some reason, or do you just think the sentence is awkward?

As he walked to the next intersection, the street lights seemed dimmer and fewer. Looking down dim street, he saw lights shining from a few shadier looking establishments. The few groups of men there were on the street looked rough and secretive. Still no Enforcers. Weiren began to suspect this was not a very safe place to be at night. The rain had also begun to grow heavier again, and he decided that, taking both of these things into account, it would be wiser to give up his hunt for the Enforcers and turn back.

An Unbridled Wind

An Unbridled Wind

Urban · IAmMicah

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Replied to Andry_Reyes

I though about it, but I think maybe I'll keep them for now (and not just because my mom likes them haha.) If more people end up really disliking them in the future, maybe I'll take them out. :')

The sound of thunder rolled, barely audible over the whirring of gears and the clanking of metal. *SHRRRRRIP* Weiren taped another box shut before pushing it along to be sorted, stored, and eventually shipped. Another box came his way. *SHRRRRIP.* Yes it's true, Weiren was a professional box taper. Weiren smiled, pleased with his work.

An Unbridled Wind

An Unbridled Wind

Urban · IAmMicah

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Replied to Andry_Reyes

Thanks for the advice! I'll try and split them up more in the following chapters! I think my Wheel of Time influence is showing.

Perhaps most people would find this work boring. In truth, so did Weiren, but boring was safe; or at least as safe as anything could be in Galen. And that was what Weiren wanted. He was smart, and if not exactly attractive, he certainly wasn't ugly. His parents had had enough money to put him through high school, where he excelled. Weiren could have pursued any path he had wanted. But he had seen too much of the city. To excel in anything was to put a target on your back. Writers had their work stolen, bosses were cheap with their workers, performers were exploited for their talents, scientists' research was fought over, sometimes to the death, and if you tried to do something about any of it, you could be sure you were next. Even his parents were... "No. Best not to think about that", Weiren thought. It was better to keep a low profile; blend in. Endure the poor wages, work quietly, make an honest living. There were no guarantees, but this was as close as you could get.

An Unbridled Wind

An Unbridled Wind

Urban · IAmMicah

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