Hello cowboys! I decided to try something new in terms of style and made the story of an adventurer in the style of comics or something like that. I hope you enjoy it!
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My name is Hoofie and I have a dream. Well, more precisely, I do not know what kind of dream I have, but I am hungry for discoveries and adventures. Ever since I was a child, I have been eagerly reading books about adventures. I was fascinated by the adventures of famous adventurers. I imagined worlds in my head, adventures, colorful stories in which the main characters fell.
I want to become one of them, I want a book to be written about me, and preferably two or three or even more. And they will write! After all, I will visit everything that is in this place, find ancient ruins and treasures forgotten by everyone, and also see many new people and races.
Since childhood, I have been studying everything around. Not a single corner and not a single millimeter were missed. And when my home and my village became not enough for me, I began to look for new discoveries away from home. Our region was scarce on history or ancient artifacts, but there was still a lot of interesting things here. I visited old abandoned caves in search of riches.
Even though everything had been looted or rotted for a long time and the most expensive thing here was the stones, I didn't care at all, because I found what I was looking for.
In my first adventure, I didn't find anything of value, but only got a scolding from my parents, but as I said, I found what I wanted. For some, it's just useless stones or a waste of time, but for me it was priceless.
I was getting older and changing, but only on the outside. Inside, I was that child. There is nothing left unexplored or untouched by me around our village. Every cave or ruin has been thoroughly explored. And I was even lucky, because I found some old things for which I earned the first little money.
After buying the things I needed for research, there was no stopping me. I was where my relatives never dreamed of. I climbed and swam where only small and agile people can get. Many of my relatives have said that exploring is not their destiny. Our bodies are made for strength and freedom, fields and steppes are our land, not narrow caves and ruins. Of course, I don't agree with them.
And yet I have a dream. I've heard legends that my people used to be able to fly. They had huge wings that allowed them to rise high to the heavens
Ah! How I wish I had my own wings! I would fly all over the world and become a REAL adventurer. And then I would have fallen in love with Prince and we would have lived happily. He would take care of me, and I would take care of him, and of course, roll him on my back. Our people despise saddles or riders, but for the sake of my beloved prince, I am ready. We would fly with him around his castle and around the neighborhood.
But stop dreaming! Today I am an adult girl, and I am leaving my parents' house to meet my dream. I have been preparing for this day for more than half of my life. My skills are honed to the limit, my body is ready for everything that awaits me. But it's hard for people to be adventurers, because they need a horse for this, here I am just on a horse.
But all the famous adventurers are people and there is not a single centaur among them. The life of my relatives is very boring on history, even my father knows only a couple of stories that we already know by heart. Well! It's time to fix it. Soon the whole world will know about the adventures of Hoofie!
I took everything I needed with me: tools, all my money and, of course, my favorite red raincoat, without which I never go. And here I am in the courtyard of my home, the wind of adventure is calling.
"Goodbye, Mom and Dad! One day you will hear about me!"