Kuto’s life no. 490
Kuto had always been a little different from the other kids in his village. He was smaller and weaker, and his hair was a light grey color, instead of the usual black. But it was his eyes that set him apart the most. They were a deep, dark green, almost black in color. And they seemed to hold a hint of terror in their depths.
The other kids used to make fun of Kuto, calling him names and saying that he must be related to the devil himself. Kuto tried to ignore them, but it was hard when they were always making fun of him.
One day, after another round of teasing from the other children, Kuto ran away from home. He didn't know where he was going or what he would do once he got there; he just knew that he had to get away from the village.
He ended up in Faroe Islands, a small group of islands off the coast of Scotland. It was a beautiful place, with towering cliffs and pristine beaches. But it wasn't long before Kuto realized that this place held its own dangers as well.
There were stories about creatures that lived on these islands - creatures that could kill you if they caught you alone at night . . .
The other kids used to make fun of Kuto, calling him names and saying that he must be related to the devil himself. Kuto tried to ignore them, but it was hard when they were always making fun of him.
One day, after another round of teasing from the other children, Kuto ran away from home. He didn't know where he was going or what he would do once he got there; he just knew that he had to get away from the village.
He ended up in Faroe Islands, a small group of islands off the coast of Scotland. It was a beautiful place, with towering cliffs and pristine beaches. But it wasn't long before Kuto realized that this place held its own dangers as well.
There were stories about creatures that lived on these islands - creatures that could kill you if they caught you alone at night . . .
