User blog:WishKat/Sage's Story~ Part 2

"Swing with your wrist." Surak wrapped his hands around my arms. "Like this." He guided my hands around the knife and swung with me. "Good." I closed my eyes at his touch. "Thank you," I said.

I loved Surak. He took me in when no one else would, and taught me to fight. I loved him and I knew it.

On the days I spent gazing out of the barrack windows, I noticed Yulo growing weary. He suspected Surak, and I knew that too. I had to leave soon. But where would I stay? With my dead father? With my ruined mother?