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There was a knock.
I opened the door; three hooded figures bowed.
"We come to see the Chosen One," one said.
I swallowed. Was this why mother insisted we practice with sword and axe daily? I turned and saw her.
"Very well," my mother said. "I have stayed in shape for this day."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
@MicroSFF You should have saved this one for January 6!
@violanders Trettondag? Why?
@MicroSFF
Because that's the day when, according to tradition, three mysterious figures showed up to see the chosen one.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epiphany_(holiday)
en.m.wikipedia.orgEpiphany (holiday) - Wikipedia
@violanders Oh, right. Yes, indeed.
@violanders @MicroSFF he’s not the messiah, he’s a naughty boy.