A short story of Guo.

PAST:

-And now? the one who killed the queen was found said Guo

-Yeah, said Murong

-Okay, then not to resume the old issues now Guo, said Liu

PRESENT: :
Guo stood in the wide open window of his father's house and research the
village like trying to reconstruct the memories of his lost past. He looked at
the figures of well known houses, the streets they roam in childhood. Wei
could distinguish the open figure to his son: black hair, very rich, long and a
high forehead, the eyebrows slightly curved, cut lips and eyes and a
severe blue expressing of calm . He grown so much.One more year and he
will finish his kung fu training.

- It's a beautiful day, today, interrupted, Wei his son.

-Father! said Guo surprised.

- It's a beautiful day for riding son, said Wei.

-Yeah, right Father.

-I am glad that you came here, son.

-Father, I want to ask you something.

-Tell my son, turned Wei, somewhat surprised.

-What is the Fellowship of Sword Father?

Then as if struck by lightning, Guo, collapsed on the floor.After few hours

he woke up.The room was empty.A strong smell came from the other room.
He reminded that he collapsed. Rising from the floor he sow broken vases.
From where those came from?
He looked up slowly to the window from where he sow the village. The
window, hours ago was not open. Now was open.

Guo went to the window and looked down. He sow his father with his face
up to the sky. He run there. His father stood there with a sword inflicted in
his belly and with his mouth open like he wanted to say something. Guo
began to shake it, but he continues to look peacefull. Then, he sense the
smell of blood, mixed with the scent of the sakura flowers, who loves so
much.