It didn't miss, but it didn't stop the beast.
Even after letting out a shrill cry, it kept coming. Kinley felt the sweat on his brow slide down with the whisper of the end at that certain moment. He remembered a long-ago conversation with his beloved and now-deceased grandfather at the back of his mind.
"Grandpa? If you die, where do you want me to bury you?"
"What are you thinking in your tiny mind, silly kid?"
"I'm going to save a lot of money so that I can buy you a plot of land in the Ameles Graves!" A seven-year-old him received a playful flick on his tanned-skinned brow from the old man's calloused fingers on his side.
"You're not required to do that, you silly."
"That hurts!"
"It is something you will get if you dare to dream something too high for you." The old man's tone
