Subtlety
“Now, you are all being slightly annoying to this person I consider important,” Micah said, staring at the people in front of him, glaring while trembling with fear. “And I have every reason to say or so whatever I want to.” “You … who even are you?” One of the women asked, glaring at the boy. “You are nothing more than a child! Have you never been taught to respect your elders?” “I have been taught that respect is earned, and not to be expected,” Micah said, shrugging as he sat on top of one of the boxes. “I will give my respect to people that I know deserve it.” He walked around them, seeming to fade in and out in the darkness, appearing and disappearing everywhere else. “You are all frightened, what is that?” “We- we ate not-!” “Really?” Micah appeared behind the man, making h
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