[ WP ] `` Kill the child , it 's the right thing to do . ''

`` Kill the boy.'' 
 
 The words echoed in his ears although the man who said it died a few days ago. The smell of the funeral pyre still lingered in his chambers. Or maybe it was just the smoke from the hearth playing tricks on him again. 
 
 What could he have meant? Surely, he did n't mean it literally. A lifetime of cold can do strange things to a mans mind. But he was the most trusted adviser the kingdom had known, from an old house that was known to have it's fair share of prophetic dreams. For what purpose were those words said to me? 
 
 I would like to say the decision was hard. That I foresaw my coming doom in the firelight and the words rang true, but I know nothing of what the future holds. I only know of what I am told. I was told to kill the boy, and I will. 
 
 `` Edd, fetch me a block.''
