“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark..."
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Crest liked holding onto Kiichiro's hand, in fact he actually tightened his hold on his hand just slightly, When they came to the Blacksmithing class doors he reluctantly let go of Kiichiro's hand. Crest smiled back at Kiichiro as he motioned him to enter,
"Thank you." he said back to him as he entered the classroom. He was excited to get to learn from the other, his face reflected his excitement as he examined the classroom around him.
"The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”