Finales, Part I

A sense of nervousness pervaded the Shang Kingdom all throughout the day. Wu Yong felt as if he was standing on a precipous overlooking a plain filled with stakes. One wrong move and he would impale himself upon them. His stomach had been cramping, and his throat was dry as he gave orders to his men. He’d never felt like this before.

I wonder if this was how my father felt when he had to give our clan orders…

Wu Yong often thought of his family when he was stressed; he would wonder what Wu Youshi would have done, how his younger brother might have felt in his position, what might have happened if they had survived. Would he have been able to reconcile with Wu Jian had the Wu Clan not been destroyed.

“You’re spacing out again.”