Leavetaking
This was Fisk’s very first real assignment. He was excited and a little nervous, but he couldn’t let that show to the two Manor warriors who strode silently with him. They were both tough and stern, without a shred of emotion in their eyes. Their strength was unblemished by the weakness of the world, their one purpose to serve and uphold the Manor.
AsaHi had seen this all happen before. Three men who wore the robes bearing the colors of the Manor approached her house. They were armed and frightening. They walked with a purpose and didn’t flinch from following their orders.
The first time they came to take her son away. The event shattered her life, leaving their family struggling to pick up the pieces and rebuild. Some pieces got lost in the middle of it, and there were still holes left where the Manor pierced clean through. Some of these holes were in hearts, leaving large festering gashes that only got worse as time went by.
They walked for a while in silence, slowed by the weight of the packs they took from home. Only, it wasn’t home anymore, SoYa reminded himself.
That part of my life is over.