A History of War
Life is difficult enough for a Lirian soldier. Training for ten years, hunting evil deimos, solving crimes, facing powerful weilders, keeping the peace in a tension-filled world, each Lirian soldier has a lot on their plate. It doesn't become any easier if you have to deal with a dark past that looms at every corner. How will Lais Felix and Helen Song, two best friends with tragic pasts, handle life as soldiers while running from their past? Will they manage to escape their tragic beginnings? Or will the past finally catch up to them?
A History of Survival
"What is that?" the little prince asks.
"It's a crossbow," the man replies in his gruff voice.
"How about that one?" he asks again, this time pointing at a nearby stone propped atop a cloth.
"A flint stone," the man replies, more impatiently this time.
"What's a flint stone?" again asks the little prince.
Finally, the man sighs. He turns from his business of swinging his sword. He puts down the large sword he managed to swipe from the village, resting it on his side.
Sweat dribbles down his face, his breathing is heavy from the physical exertion.
He furrows his brow as he stares at the little man sitting atop a stone beside him. The little kid has a stick beside him, which until now he had been swinging around in an attempt to copy the man's sword swinging. But the stick he picked up was too big, and he kept getting swayed around by it. So he decided to rest for a bit, and now is pestering the older man with a barrage of questions.