Uriah trudged up the hill. His hands clenched as he put one foot in front of the other. This was his first day he had spent hiking after he had left his home, and the leg work had tired Uriah at an alarmingly fast rate. Uriah continued his hike for a few more minutes until he stopping for a break. Uriah sat down with a hearty sigh as he unbuckled his rucksack. After a fair bit of rummaging, he retrieved a hunk of bread and his canteen.
As he supped, the noon sun warmed his face. Sitting there, he finally indulged in the comfort of just sitting. The reprieve soothed his aching bones, the wind blew softly on his skin, and the water he drunk wet his dry throat. The combination of these factors caused him to decide to stay for longer than he had originally planned. This long lull in his journey gave him time to reflect on the events of the past day.
Uriah had awoken an hour before dawn. He rubbed his eyes as he slowly sat up. He took a minute to gain his awareness, before standing up and getting dressed. Having packed his pack the night before, Uriah set about his work. Rubbing his eyes yet again, he slowly tiptoed toward the door where his boots were located. As Uriah laced his boots, he listened intently for his parents snores. Unfortunately, all he could hear was the soft whisper of the wind outside. Whether his parents were asleep or not, nothing would stop him from proceeding with his "brilliant" plan. Careful to control his breathing, Uriah stepped gingerly down the stairs, hoping with all his might that they would not creak as loudly as they usually did. Uriah tentatively placed his right foot upon the first step. Luckily enough, it didn't make a sound.
Uriah continued down the stairs until he came close to the last few steps. He saw something that made him jump.
There, standing arms crossed at the foot of the stairs, were his parents. His father, Uriah, for whom he was named, and his mother, Isabelle. This of course did not phase Uriah in the slightest, because although naïve, when Uriah made up his mind to do something, he wouldn't stop until that task had been completed.
Uriah bolted in the direction of the door, despite His father's bulk blocking the way.
To counteract Father's mass, Uriah would have to be creative, so creative he would be. When Uriah neared the two people whom he called his parents, he dropped his right shoulder. Instinctually, Uriah leaned forward as he ran, causing his parents to brace. Uriah continued in this manner until he was nearly upon his parents. When Uriah was what he deemed close enough, he jumped. This caused his body to sail over Father and Mother, as they attempted to grab him. Now past his parents, Uriah busted out the door, and ran to the town entrance.
Although years of work at the forge had rendered his father extremely muscular, his bulk allowed Uriah to outrun him. Uriah's parents gave chase, but after finally having a chance to break free from his parents grasp, Uriah had no intention of stopping. Although he was sure his mother wished that he would do just that. Uriah heard his mother calling after him. He detected sobs in her voice as she yelled.
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