The world was changing, and I was at the center of it all. My magic was growing, and I wanted more of it.
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The war came in like a storm. First villages were burned, then the orcs were killed. I begged Elrod to let me lead a campaign or at least be somehow involved with the fight. This felt like a personal dilemma that needed to be dealt with. Over the spanning weeks that I begged Elrod, the once majestic world of the court showed more cracks.
Some nights, when I couldn’t sleep, arguments could be heard as husbands and wives yelled about the increasing stress from the war, some about the threat of losing their exports or the loss of materials that would become detrimental to their companies. I scoffed at them all, even if they would become victims. It was fun to eavesdrop and learn how fractured the families were truly. Strangely, it was eye-opening.
This showed me one thing; I needed to leave the court.
No matter if ran away or pretended to be a soldier, something would have to work. Honestly, Elrod was never close to me. I never knew what he truly was like or what affected his path in life. Decades later, I wish I did. I just had trust issues, that was all.
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One night, I was practicing the rings, using three of them. I needed to get out into an open space, to see what more could be done instead of always making spirals of mixed elements. I have to get out, but how? The world seemed to crumble beneath me that night, as I realized that there were no more things to explore if I didn’t have space to truly unleash my full potential. The basement, I thought.
The rings jiggled in my bag as I walked through the empty halls. Guards glared at me with suspicion, though I waved it away. There was a right turn, and from then on a spiral going down. Once below, no one would hear me due to how deep underground I was.
The basement was at least a mile wide with arched columns holding everything up. If the ceiling fell upon me, death would come swiftly. I took out the rings, urgent to get started. My heart beat with excitement, wondering how far I could go with that much space. Once everything was on, I studied myself, reached out into the air, and imagined all the elements coming together. It was then that time began to spin so fast that I couldn’t let go of my magic. All my energy began to leave me, first with my legs and then my head. I forced myself from the air, slamming to the ground with such force that I lay there for an hour or two. Everything ached, yet I felt invincible. The feeling was like a drug, and I wanted more.