10 Really Far Away! (2/2)

In my book ”Every Cold Winter”, the planet was fifty times larger than Earth to make up for the space that the Dragons, Titans, and other large creatures took. There were a total of five land masses, each separated by an ocean. The Prosperous Kingdom was smack dab in the middle of the third land mass, which was in the shape of a heart. There were of total of six other Kingdoms that occupied this land mass. To make it easier for me to remember, I called this landmass the Hearts due to its heart shape.

To the west lay the Boots--the first land mass and the Rings--the second land mass. Fur Charleston was in Boots. The Boots land mass had a total of seven Kingdoms. Fur Charleston resided in the Pipers Kingdom as a young noble about to inherit his parents inheritance.

To the East was Cupid's Arrow--the fourth land mass and the Triangles--the fifth and final land mass. Unfortunately, I wrote that Thomas Hark and his family were wandering merchants. They often traveled to different land masses depending on the season and events that pass. So, in the end, I have to pray to the System that Thomas Hark is near the Prosperous Kingdom.

Just by looking at my prospects, I knew that my future didn't look too bright.

”Really far away? Where are you from, Mister?” Miceter interrupted my thoughts, his red eyes glimmering with curiosity. I frowned slightly, searching for an excuse. Luckily, I had the perfect cliché to use.

”Well, you see, Miceter, I don't come from a specific place. In fact, the road is my home.” I tactfully lied. ”I was testing out a teleportation magic I had been thinking about recently. Sadly, this caused me to teleport to a place far away from my Apprentices.”

And there! My excuse is flawless! Experimenting a new spell is something only an expert can do! Not only do I provide an excuse, but I also bring up my pitiful, nonexistent reputation!

I'm a genius!

Miceter decided to generously comfort me. And when he pumped his little, tiny fist I couldn't help but squeal in my heart about how cute he was.

”Thanks, Miceter. Now, how about you, where are you from?” I asked out of courtesy.

Although I found this little darling to be cute, I didn't really want to know more about him. After all, if I became too attached to this little angel, I don't think I'll be able to let him go. HE'S JUST TOO CUTE! So instead of interrogating him, I decided to ask private questions only if it was polite to do so.

”Oh, me? I'm from a small village called Ravine. You might not have heard of it.” Miceter answered as if this sort of information didn't matter. However, when I heard it, my heart completely shattered.

THIS IS TOO MUCH OF A COINCIDENCE!

HE HAS TO BE HIM!

THE BIG, FAT MOUSE!

NOOO!

My little angel will turn in a big, fat, and ugly monster!

I couldn't help but sit down in defeat.

Where did I go wrong in life to deserve this cruel fate?