He searched everywhere, leaving nothing unturned, he threw open his grandfather’s closet door, all the way in the back covered with other boxes and blankets, he found a chest. Going through every nook and cranny of the cabin. “Upstairs!” Cullen shouted as his grandfather was moving his eyes up and down answering him. His grandfather was moving his eyes very quickly, as if he was pointing up with them. If I was the dagger where would I be?” Cullen asked himself as he looked right at his grandfather. Refuse and I’ll take his life instead!” and just like that, the smoke vanished. Now find it and take it to Aleareon to be enchanted once again. Until the blades were destroyed, but your grandfather took one and told the kingdom that they all had been destroyed. “Your grandfather has a few secrets of his own, he used to work for the kingdom of Aleareon. “Enchanted daggers? The ones from the old bedtime stories?” Cullen asks, he searches his grandfather’s eyes an answer. “The last of the enchanted daggers! I’ve been searching many years for it.” “This man has taken something that rightfully belongs to me, and I wish to have it back. “I wish to claim what is mine!” Said the entity. Smoke crept into the cabin, forming a cloaked figure. Cullen crept around to see his grandfather his eyes were wide with fear. He was still, as if he was frozen in time, with a red aura around him. There he was, about to make his morning tea. Cullen rushed inside, “Grandfather?” He shouted as he searched throughout the cabin.
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