1.1_Neiwolf (English, EPUB)

Now the tent was raging. One could not have understood one’s own word with all the excitement. The little one couldn’t be more than four or five years old. Such a countenance was an unusual sight even for Neiwolf, who had seen millions of faces. The little one’s eyes were as big as chestnuts, but darker. Small pools filled with a seriousness for which even many an adult still lacked life experience.
‘The Unbreakable Boy’, they called him. Now Neiwolf had seen for himself why the child truly deserved the nickname.

(an Oranges story)