âThe stone corrupts all those who wield it, it is fueled by their ambitions and dreams. So we need someone with no ambitions, no dreams, someone who doesnât care about what the future holds for themselves. Thatâs why we found you.â
The first thought, in a moment like this, probably should not have been what came to your mind. Well, fuck you too, you thought, half incredulous and half apathetic. You leaned against the doorframe with one shoulder and eyed the group of three wizened people before you. Why was it always the elderly who came with big quests or brought important items that had to be hidden away?
Also, if you didnât care about the future, didnât that mean you didnât care about the stone either? You might as well give it to someone else. Maybe someone better suited than you. There was this little girl across the street who had an acorn necklace and played in puddles and always sat very still until the every last stray cat felt safe enough to eat what she brought them. Maybe the stone should go to her, she at least gave a shit.
You debated arguing or refusing, but your disinterest won out in the end. âSure,â you answered, holding out a hand for them to plop the stone into. You werenât scared of it, especially since it looked utterly unremarkable. If you tossed it into a river, no one would be able to tell it apart from the other rocks.
The three wizened elders, apparently the smartest of their magic circle, exchanged grave looks and you waited until they were done with their silent communication and their leader stepped forward.
âWe entrust you with the Stone of Possibility, never use it and always hide it,â they said, voice solemn and carrying the sort of undertone that spoke of great importance. You blinked slowly. âGive it to no one, no matter how noble their hearts, how pitiful their tale or how silver their tongue.â You couldnât help but imagine a genderless person sticking out their tongue dripping with mercury.
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