a.9 - 100 to 150 (Toshiro and the Academy)

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His hands were soft when he started

Unused to holding a wooden blade

Within his small and tiny hands

His eyes were wide of wonder

He looked to be easy prey

Despite this he fought back

He didn't let the pack bite him

He didn't let them bully and ridicule

This time he fought back against them

As this time he had the tools to do so

He half expected them to fear him

After all was said and done

Instead he found them admiring him

The child genius in their midst

The awe that so many never did see

He was there in front of them

When things were done

His hands were calloused

His mind was firm

He knew he could stand his ground.

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