Vehuths: A Short Story

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“I don’t know actually.” Zeulth stated, glancing down at his own feet, then at Vehuths; before looking up, shrugging. “I guess not. Come- Hey! Get back here!” Vehuth didn’t wait for him to finish before taking off to the leafy-vine-covered exit. The distance quickly closes, as he has put all his newfound energy into it. He doesn’t bother with pushing the curtain out of the way, instead sliding just under it, barely disturbing the plants. Looking around the dark crevice, he realized that it might have been smarter to wait for sunrise before starting this adventure. Noticing a small bit of light in the opposite direction, he raced out, finally feeling free. As soon as he breaks through the other side, he falls face first with purpose. Rolling

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