Li Wen's Musings

Li Wen looked out the window at the calm day below. As far as he could tell, the village of Rantori had remained peaceful much the same as what Hong Zhao had predicted. The boy had said that they may have a few visitors within a year to a year and a half's time. He had been counting the days since the young boy had left. Such ominous forewarnings could not be overlooked, even if they came from a child. 'Child.' Li Wen snorted at the thought. Hong Zhao was as much a child as he himself was. He couldn't understand why, but a mature adult seemed to be stuck within a now almost ten year old body.