When did I first start to fall? It's hard to remember how it started all those years ago, back when my hair was a gentle blonde and his was a soft brown with just a hint of red. But, I think it was our first day of Dragon Training. It was a serious moment, realizing that our leader felt that they needed us to start learning to fight, made me think that our parents would never come home. But then he walked in, and joked. I wanted to make a remark about what his parents would think if they heard him joke about the pain that someone can experience in battle, and then I remembered.
If our parents didn't come back, he'd be all alone.
His mother