It's quite common for a young lad or lady to be transported, be they willing or not, to another world.

Be they hero or villain, savior or scum, their lives tend to be extraordinary.

One may ask the pertinent question: Why is it always the young that are chosen?

An excellent question!

To which I regrettably lack the answer.

Yet sometimes anomalies occur, sometimes it is a vehicle, sometimes an animal, sometimes a vending machine, sometimes a murderous cutting edge AI and sometimes it is a mere old man.

[participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]

Hello there!

This is just a random old man who decided to write a random story so that it may hopefully entertain or evoke emotions, hopefully, positive ones, in at least somebody.

English is not my first language and I am, at best, a novice when it comes to writing.

Because of that, I would greatly appreciate any advice or suggestions that would aid in my improvement as a writer.

Otherwise, I hope you have an excellent day, and thank you for your time and attention!

Credit for the beautiful picture goes to Alphonse Legros, specifically this is Old man, Old Tree (Vieil homme, vieil arbre) which currently rests in the National Gallery of Art in Washington D.C