The clean boy wore his clean bead bracelet on his wrist, making the skin around his wrist look fair and smooth.

He’d changed his clothes. He was no longer in the battle uniform that we wore when we were in the field but in his favorite long robe, which was made of silk with silver linings. It brought out his elegance, like a prince.

He wore a clean blue shirt under his hooded long robe. Shimmering, his shirt was sewn with a row of star buttons down the middle, which twinkled under his long robe like stars in the night sky. A silver pendant hung before his chest, turning him into an elegant and wise scholar.

He walked before me...