School, over. Summer, here. Pouch, in hand. Grian had thought about this for a fairly long time now, he'd go look for the place his father told him about, the world where he could be excepted with his humming bird wings. He opened the pouch and found a small compass-looking item, an H and C engraved in the center of the compass. The item worked like a compass but it didn't point to the north, it seemed to point towards this "world" Grian's father told him about.

Grian sighed and started to follow the compass, his backpack sitting on his back. He told Taurtis and Sam about him leaving, they wished him luck. Grian smiled at the thought of that, looking up and back down at the compass. It was pointing towards a spruce forest, so Grian ventured into the dark greenery. 

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It was about evening when Grian stopped to nibble on another pack of Pokis, Grian sighed and looked back up at the sky, it was getting dark so he took out a flashlight. The time he turned the flashlight, Grian realized how dark it was. He pulled out the compass again and looked at it, he was on the right track, but he was tired. Grian pulled out a sleeping bag and a small blanket, about twice the size of the sleeping bag, and a few pins.

Grian started to set up a tent on the side of a tree, once he was done, Grian set down his sleeping bag and snuggled into it. He thought about the adventure he was on, what Sam and Tuartis were doing, what would happen when he arrived at the "world"? These questions stirred in Grian's head and he slowly drifted off to sleep.

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One smol step to getting closer to Tested, one large step for the plot/story. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy