The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the training grounds behind Wei's home. He stood in a wide, grassy clearing, surrounded by the tranquil forest that had been the backdrop of his childhood. Today was different. His grandfather, a figure of wisdom and strength, was demonstrating the intricate stances of martial arts, his movements fluid and precise. Wei watched intently, his youthful eyes sparkling with admiration.
"Focus, Wei," his grandfather instructed, his voice deep and calming, a gentle anchor amidst the growing excitement of the evening. "Feel the energy around you. It is the essence of the universe, waiting to be harnessed."
Wei nodded, eager to impress. He moved into position, replicating his grandfather's stances as best he could, mimicking the flow of energy he could barely understand. His heart raced with anticipation; he was ready to learn.
