I stood in my room, in front of the broken sword that I never got repaired.
It was originally like this.
I slid my hand across the top of the transparent case in which the sword was kept.
In the back of my mind. In the very depths of my consciousness I had this one thing I wanted to be true.
That the tribes would change and their laws be turned for the better.
The women be given more worth and the men be less aggressive.
But, I didn't think it would be possible. The traditions were too deep rooted. So, I just kept the thought in the dark depths of my mind.
I was happy here and although I thought about the Hounds I would tell myself immediately that there was no need for me to think about that.
I stared at the sword.
Go back… Huh?
After all this time?
I turned my head and looked out the window. It was a pleasant day but my feelings were a mess.
I wonder if I can make a difference?
I sighed.
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