sacrifice what you are for what you can become
Well, it was a busy day for Henry - as were all of his days, it seemed. Today, though, he had to repair a break in the fence. He stood by the barn door, sorting through a toolbox for the things he would need, noting how old and dingy the hammer was looking. Maybe it was time for a new one. He mulled over these things, lost in his thoughts about this and that and how maybe it was time for him to just move on because repairing fences felt like a monumentous waste of his own potential. He wished he would've gone to visit the manor today, to see if Aisha was still there, still up for a fight or a race. But somewhere else over the hills, watching over the sheep, his father was giving him the look - he could see it in his mind. So he kept doing his chores while whistling a tune.
"Eagle boy?" he echoed, distracted. He turned to look around for who that was. She sounded awfully... "Aisha!" It was an exclamation of relief at the sight of her cheerful grin and shining hair. He set down the wooden board he'd gathered up over his shoulder and placed the toolbox on it.
"Just the person I wanted to see today!" he said, an excitement in his tone but, he was careful not to give away why yet. He spread his arm out to give her a friendly hug, stepping forward to meet her partway. He stopped abruptly when he noticed all of the clothes slung from her shoulder. "What's all this for?" He frowned curiously, touching one of the fabrics with his toughened hand.
"Eagle boy?" he echoed, distracted. He turned to look around for who that was. She sounded awfully... "Aisha!" It was an exclamation of relief at the sight of her cheerful grin and shining hair. He set down the wooden board he'd gathered up over his shoulder and placed the toolbox on it.
"Just the person I wanted to see today!" he said, an excitement in his tone but, he was careful not to give away why yet. He spread his arm out to give her a friendly hug, stepping forward to meet her partway. He stopped abruptly when he noticed all of the clothes slung from her shoulder. "What's all this for?" He frowned curiously, touching one of the fabrics with his toughened hand.
HENRY
