The dying world.
Prologue
"Fight faster fight better for you have only 1 month left till the end of training!" Shounan shouted at his unruly pupil.
The pupil last month flew past, 2 days before Tord the pupil was going to graduate Shounan took him out at midnight to the sacred burial grounds of his family.
"I have one last lesson to teach you and this is the gift of patience, you will sit here and wait till dawn you may not move if you do you will have failed and this past 4 years would have been a waste of time I will sit with you till dawn for this is the hardest test of training to fight is patience. Now sit and be still." Shounan said.
Tord and Shounan both sat closed eyes and waited for dawn.
"Tord stand up it is dawn and you have passed this test. I have one more thing I think you should know, I am not your father nor is Sapheed your mother, and you were abounded at birth, but we took you in and cared for you as are own." Shounan looked down as he said this for he did not want tord to see him cry.
"In my mind and heart you will always be my father and Sapheed my mother. I am grateful you told this to me it would have bin a lot harder to find out some other way." Tord said with his whole heart then pulled his father into a warriors embrace.