The history lover boy spent the whole day nursing his internal wounds and by morning, all his wounds were healed. After that, he stood up and left his house, not to go to the library but went to class. The only lectures he attended were those that spoke about history and there were only a few of them every once in a while.
In this lecture room, many students were listening with rapt attention and some students were even taking notes of what the instructor was teaching and hours later, the lecture ended and the students left one after the other. The history lover boy remained behind and once the hall was empty, went to the instructor who was an old man.
"Greetings Instructor Tems!"
"Ah, Sunny my boy, which winds brought my young protegè here today?" said Instructor Tems with a gentle smile.
"Instructor Tems, I have some questions that need answers and I hope you can help me with this." replied Sunny.
"Shoot,"
"Instructor Tems, do you know about the Dry Lands Language?"
