The boy gets up from his bed with sweat all over his forehead, he look at the window and sees the sun rising, along with his small reflection on the window, he gets out of the bed looking at his small hands and feet, he place his hand on his face and memories come to his mind, his comrades, general Lixin, Fenhua, his notebook and the moment the man touched him and dies, he stays frozen for minutes, trying to comprehend it all, he finally snaps and goes down to the kitchen taking the bread and mixing it with honey.
The sounds wake up his mother, she walks to the kitchen and with her eyes half closed she says in a light voice "xianzong can you be more silent the next time?" Swaiwan says nothing and his mother helps him and they eat together.
He eat his food silently and let the slice of bread half empty, his mother asks him "won't you eat your food?"
He responds with a hollow "no" and leaves the table and goes outside, taking a notebook with him and starting to write, and so he does until he reach a point where the memories couldn't leave his mind, he scratches the book and then his palm for minutes, he then gets overload with a feeling of homesickness, his chests starts hurting and he throws the notebook.
After many minutes of pain he picks it up and clean it off, starting writing again with a sorrowful look.
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