The 6th in my "Changes" drabble series (check the others in my account). Just recalling the last book's scenes. (smiles)
It had been five years since Jinchuu, and the last tide of change had finally arrived.
The boy was summoned to the dojo on his fifteenth birthday, although he had forgotten. And the man he had revered for years issued an unexpected challenge.
He panicked, for surely he was no match to the one known as the Hitokiri? Yet the other's words put him to rest, and he gained the trust.
As he ran out of the dojo – a man now, with a new blade for a new era – his teacher and his predecessor smiled. His time had just begun.
