I remember as it was yesterday as we played in the flower patches.
Laughing, having fun, having no cares in the world.
I watched the playful boy grow into a man driven by determination.
I watched him train daily with his father to hone his skills.
I watched as he grew stronger each day.
I watched as his face turned grim as I was bestowed a blessing.
At that moment I felt the pressure of the world.
In that moment I couldn't stop thinking of the things I would have to be the training I would go through.
Why me?
Why was I chosen?
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All this would wash away as I saw Sir Marko and Lady Lila comfort and congratulate me.
Even Val with a sincere and happy look made me feel better.
That night I had a bad feeling. I wished I could've been there to help. I readied to headout as I was stopped by my father.
He told me he'll be back with both safe and sound.
I wonder occasionally if my inclusion would hinder the battle even more. Would my being there make a difference?
I watched as the boy I once knew was shut in and closed off.
I watched as he moped around the household with his head down.
I knew something had to change I caught him one time before going to bed I held him dear as he did to me once before.
I watched as tears ran in his eyes and he cried once more.
I watched that fire in his eyes lit up with determination and passion.
A purpose.
I watched as he grew more confident and more powerful.
The first day has arrived.
"Ah these clothes are quite fancy ain't it" I said to myself.
KNOCK KNOCK
CREAK
I watched as the door opened and our eyes met.
"Ah yes his eyes since that day never changed," I thought to myself.