[ He half expects something to happen the instant his boots touch grass, but nothing does aside from the soft crunch of earth beneath his feet. The ground does not open and swallow him whole, his fellow Xaela do not spring up from nowhere with rope and empty promises of glory. ]
I don't really remember my parents. The only things I recall are hunger and fear wile I wandered the plains. A child, alone.
[ He might never know the reason for his abandonment. It could have been an accident, but no one ever came for him. ]
Another tribe found me and took me in. Fed me, clothed me. But as was their tradition, children were not considered members of the tribe, weren't even given names, until they succeeded in a rite of passage when they reached their tenth summer. Then their worth as a warrior would be proven.
I was with them for only a few summers, but for all the children I saw succeed, there were those that I never saw again, and I was terrified.
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[ He half expects something to happen the instant his boots touch grass, but nothing does aside from the soft crunch of earth beneath his feet. The ground does not open and swallow him whole, his fellow Xaela do not spring up from nowhere with rope and empty promises of glory. ]
I don't really remember my parents. The only things I recall are hunger and fear wile I wandered the plains. A child, alone.
[ He might never know the reason for his abandonment. It could have been an accident, but no one ever came for him. ]
Another tribe found me and took me in. Fed me, clothed me. But as was their tradition, children were not considered members of the tribe, weren't even given names, until they succeeded in a rite of passage when they reached their tenth summer. Then their worth as a warrior would be proven.
I was with them for only a few summers, but for all the children I saw succeed, there were those that I never saw again, and I was terrified.