"Fragments of yourself. Lost as you threw them away at the waves of change. Feeble attempts at saving the future sacrificial lamb."
Its words were woven in sadness as it spoke. Slight disappointment dripped down between every sentence. It looked up, gazing at the Unmoving Sun, and the Sun looked back.
"Father enacts influence upon you. When the time comes, will you sacrifice the one you fought valiantly to keep alive, yet shunned through your acts of despair? A question, worthy of an answer to be put on display for the events to come. "
"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."
