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"Fuck that!" — thought Franklin, tossing a rock into the water. The rock vanished with a dull splash beneath the dark ripples of the lake, leaving only quickly spreading circles. He was pissed. Again. His sister Carly had started the same argument, as always — who was stronger, him or her. What was the point of even talking about it? He was a guy, for fuck's sake. That should be obvious. But no, apparently not. Lately, it wasn’t that obvious.
She was training with swords too, for some reason, and their dad let her do it, even though Franklin kept trying to change that — like now, when he agreed to her challenge in that dumb wooden sword fight. A fight that... That ended with no winner, and that just pissed him off even more.
— I wish these stupid arguments about who's stronger would just stop forever! — he snapped, hurling another rock, this time even farther.
The rock disappeared in the water, and the wind seemed to thicken, turn cold, and for a moment everything went eerily silent. Even the birds stopped chirping...