In a swift flick of his hand, the sharp rock zipped past the two, cutting the poor child's cheek in the process before sticking in the wall behind them...he, was then cursed. They didn't know it j u s t yet, but they would soon.
"....Tis the day the timer ticks, the sun n moon rise and set. One day he will fall a terrible fate, terrible for you, not so much for me. His 18th birthday, if he is to prick his finger on an item you will not know, he will die, no longer to live his tale YOU... call life..~"