A Familiar Face, Part I
There were no seasons in the Heavenly Sword Realm. In the outside world, the weather was constantly shifting. Back when Wu Jian was living in Zahn City, the winters would be a snowy wonderland, the summers hot, the springs full of vibrant flowers, and the fall a colorful myriad of fallen leaves. Compared to the ever changing seasons of the normal world, the Heavenly Realm was static.
It was easy to lose track of time when life never changed like this. Days, months, years. They could pass by in a blur without you ever realizing it. Wu Jian had begun to understand this after being in the Heavenly Sword Sect for nearly a year.