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Corik’s green eyes scanned the horizon. The sun was just now rising, its bright light glinting off his polished armor and the other children he was with. One of the first things every Child of the Light learned was the importance of taking care of their uniform. It taught discipline and it showed others that as well. There was little to see. Corik squinted against the brightness of the sun. There were admittedly drawbacks to wearing such polished armor. It made it more difficult for them to see and they were like a beacon to anyone that might be looking in their direction. Corik sa
Corik sat outside on a bench in the courtyard. The newly risen sun shown down on him from behind, casting his shadow out in front of himself. A gentle breeze stirred his red hair. He did not notice, his focus was on the book he held, unopened, in his hand. Most mornings were spent in training. To know the sword had been something he had always thirsted for. It motivated him and his dedication had been rewarded. He was far from a blademaster but he knew how to fight. He was no easy opponent and he would only get better. The philosophy of the Children of the Light was something that so