This time when I was thrown back, I didn't even flinch. I wasn't sure if I was just used to this by now, or if it was due to my sudden negative mood.
When everything came to a stop, I was still outside at the Fae castle. I was in a different area; the area where the warriors train. It was dark outside, but the two moons cast a beautiful glow on the land.
At the sound of swords clacking together, I turned my head. Young Me, around the same age as the last two memories, was dueling with our father. Dad had a smile on his face as he pranced around, defending himself from my blows. He was running out of breath, and had a look of pure pride on his face.
My father looks younger than I imagined him to be. Although, I should have thought better. After all, my father died while he was still yo
