The boy laid there unconscious, he was bewildered and at lost of what to do. What he has witnessed was simply frightening. He never saw anything like that. The boy was bathed in flames, oozing fire from his eyes and his hair burst and immersed in flames.
"Are you alright? " he whispered softly to the dormant boy.
His brows creased in deep worry and confusion. A tinge of anxiety laced over his cheeks and his fingers crossing and doublecrossing themselves.
"I pray you are okay" he sighed.
With that he stood up and and kept his gaze on the wide open door some way from him and started to move into the direction…
February 1 Tom left the cottage trying to escape those horde of hoodlums bound crn getting him apprehended however, he could only take a few lonely steps before; Thud Came the sound of a body falling at his feet. This gave him the scare of his life as there was no how he had expected to see them catching up to him so soon. Just as he was resigning himself to his fate, he bent down to look at the body that has fallen on his legs and discovered to his consternation, that it was dead. He never expected to see a dead body falling on him so he immediately surveyed his
"Here you will learn the art of basic defence." a voice pierced the tranquil atmosphere. "According to the story you just told me, you could have easily fended off some of those hoodlums and protect yourself. Of course, you already know that it is because of your incompetence that you have been chased to the valley and bruised all over. " Another pair of eyes narrowed, staring intently at the speakers own. The slit between the Snow White whiskers opened again but this time, it shut without saying anything. The speaker sighed heavily that it seems his chest did travel a bit before continuing with a slightly downcast tone. "I
"What the…" Tom was stupefied. His head felt blank and his eyes just stared at the space ahead, painfully unaware to the planet he's orbiting or orbiting with. Either way. "Tom Sal…" as the old man likes to call him. "Yes? " he snapped out of it. "That's pretty quite a fuss you made here. " "And should I clean it up?" he brushed past the old man only that he didn't pass. The old man was standing there just a few inches clear of him but he couldn't pass. And his arm was not holding him, nor anything he could see with his physical eyes which were now bulging to the
"Magic is like light made of butter. It can move in waves and can phase like radiations. At times, you can feel it's breeze and it's gentle caress but most of the times, it will just flow through you and from you. You don't control magic, magic controls you. It is fleeting, boundless and powerful yet puny. You can only pray that your resource does not deplete at any time. " "I don't understand sir, what do you mean by resource? Does it mean that magic is limited in quantity or what? Because, you just said that magic is boundless and could not be grasped with in physical measures." "Indeed" "Then why.. " "You can never finish learning magic. Magic is formless so it can take up any form. Can you give a definit
Magic is like light made of butter. It can move in waves and can phase like radiations. At times, you can feel it's breeze and it's gentle caress but most of the times, it will just flow through you and from you. You don't control magic, magic controls you. It is fleeting, boundless and powerful yet puny. You can only pray that your resource does not deplete at any time. ""I don't understand sir, what do you mean by resource? Does it mean that magic is limited in quantity or what? Because, you just said that magic is boundless and could not be grasped with in physical measures."
"Magic is like light made of butter. It can move in waves and can phase like radiations. At times, you can feel it's breeze and it's gentle caress but most of the times, it will just flow through you and from you. You don't control magic, magic controls you. It is fleeting, boundless and powerful yet puny. You can only pray that your resource does not deplete at any time. ""I don't understand sir, what do you mean by resource? Does it mean that magic is limited in quantity or what? Because, you just said that magic is boundless and could not be grasped with in physical measures."
"Fghdknkhasknskhds, adghfghdgqddqwdg." He mutteredincoherently as he fought against insanity from the sheerinformation cum experience overload."Hmm the old man waved his hand and Tom found himself ina totally new place and environment where he will sober up.Sitting on a tree stump on a very clear and dry day, Tom wokeup to the supple rays of the cooing sunlight,"Hmm hmm" he murmured as he acquiesced to its caress.What do you want?" he even asked as his eyes shot upimmediately to the folly of his actions and to reality.Where am 1P" he stood up statled, forgetting every bit aboutthe wonderful day he woke up to.Looking around him for some time, he traced the clues in hisenvironment to the left to find their hut which left his
"What just happened?""What the hell just happened?I"The information was simply too great... no, too heavy for Tom'slittle and obstinate mind to process. He almost blacked out onthe spot.Well, he did.A sigh left the old man's lips. This young boy sometimes chooseto act as if he has seen it all at his young age and this oftenpush people to over-estimate him. What to do with him.Hewaved his hands. The once heavy and undulating eyes ofJom popped open once again clearly struggling against its lidswhich seemed like things now imbued with the power of a lead
Where to work, she did not know. She just wanted to have something to do to occupy her mind and soul. At least she knows she can't finish this college if she doesn't find such an endeavor to invest herself. She just have to stroll more like wander some more and some random store might take her. After all she is a college student and that is more than enough qualification for most stores within this vicinity. And so she strolled down the street for what was about four hours for a sane mind but not even worth noting for Heidi who needs the stroll more than she needs the job. And now, she has strolled from street to street, across streets and into suburbs and now back at her own street. And absentmindedly strolling to her place when she heard a call, no, more like a cry! The sharp type that pierces through mental imbroglio. "What are you doing here?!" she turned though all so like a robot to understand where the screamer is coming from. And when her head registered the figure all she co
Nevertheless, he has found his reason to be thankful; he hassojourned to a better place or better put, halted at a betterplace. right behind where he stood yawning is a small spring ofwater flowing effortlessly from a medium-sized rock by theside.Now, he can heal his throat, calmNevertheless, he has found his reason to be thankful; he hassojourned to a better place or better put, halted at a betterplace. right behind where he stood yawning is a small spring ofwater flowing effortlessly from a medium-sized rock by theside.Now, he can heal his throat, calm
Just as she successfully lung the door to her apartment open, sheslumped on the sofa chair nearest to her So tired was she anddirty that confessions to a pope might not even was them away.Tough were the demands of the day. thanks to her upbringing.tough she is too. Dozing off on the sofa chair and about to get therest her brain deserves, she heard a rap on the door. it was sharpand impatient sending her tired brain up again into frenzyWho could it be? she thoughtSearching her memory and rummaging through her debt list. no
"You love the prison. ""Yeah… " she slurred, eyes still transfixed on nothing in particular. "Why so? ""Gives me a befitting home.""How's that? ""Chains properly as I should be. ""You think you're a maniac? ""Yeah, I know that. ""The world ain't for us. " the other young lady sighed. "I ain't ask for any world, I only asked for mine. ""So, sorry. ""Ain't no full-time. " and she finally exhaled.He blew at the leaves and slowly, almost imperceptibly a lick of fire started forming and grew on to devour the leaf and even furthermore, to burn his fingers. This brought him out of his reverie, lost to his first wonders of magic. Over on some other side of the world, an old man stopped on his tracks, hoed his beards with his fingers and made an about turn with such haste to where his heels had faced. Things are beginning to get interesting and this is the first of the episodes, mankind, see your lost child. He ran all the way to the Hut fearing that someone, someone else, someone
He felt surprisingly embarrassed when he stopped some metres off from where the chase began and stood hands on his knees panting like a starving panda thrown into the deep wilderness. How foolish was he to think, nay, to believe that whatever it called, magic or not, will effectively save him from the menacing growls of a hunger-struck Lion. Thanks to his fate, the lion was wounded, tired and bereft of any atom of energy and most importantly, will. If not, pray he's not the stubborn praying mantis the finds peace at the belly of the fowl. Freedom is taking another meaning to Tom right now and no, it's not the freedom to believe, it is the freedom to live. "I must leave this forest now," a mental note forms of its own accord in his head. He took recognisance of it and off like the Willy hillbilly traditional cum primitive hunter he has become, he left the plateau and down the hilly slope he sled. Life is bubbling within him and… "life is bubbling within me. " he halted. Sharp like a
" hàgdhdkfkdjdhdjsjsjskskakàkakaaa""hsgshdkeudjdndssmsms" strong puffs of thick, black and Misty smoke started rising from the sturdy and sizeable cauldron. the face of the man, or was it woman (the thick smoke was clouding the face and blocking out most of her figure which even if on its own cannot be easily distinguished from that of a male.the distorted face of the figure appears within the light peering down into the cauldron with a childlike gusto and expectation. She grins exposing some good and chipped set of white teeth sprinkled among brown and dead ones. her lips are overhanging the teeth, drooping more than normal leftward and never leaving the lower lip at the edge. She stirs her putrid eyes as she stirs the putrid contents of the putrid pot. life stirs within her and an enthralled chatter that the African monkies will strive to mimic excaped her lips. a fang of a tongue creepily rolls out of her mouth as if having its own life as the happin
"find me a basin of water.""pour in some heaven's potion."" go in by the left, yeah, you will smell a fresh buttermint leave as you enter, follow it, find the leaf and bring it here."some seconds." yes, drop it in. make sure it is submerged in the water thoroughly. find the guava bark, split it,draw the juice from its inner part, flick it in an anticlockwise manner into the bowel. when you're done with it, leave it for me let me finish it up. thank you, you can go outside no" hàgdhdkfkdjdhdjsjsjskskakàkakaaa""hsgshdkeudjdndssmsms" strong puffs of thick, black and Misty smoke started rising from the sturdy and sizeable cauldron. the face of the man, or was it woman (the thick smoke was clouding the face and blocking out most of her figure which even if on its own cannot be easily distinguished from that of a male.w."
".... wizard." Jude interjected." Yeah..." Geek eloquently agreed, glad at the succinct support he's now garnering. ”he ain't smell anything like good and what else do you want my tiny brain to think about?"" Yeah, one thing you got alright, you've got a tiny brain and that's that.""you know next time you pull out those strings of words again you will be picking your teeth all over America."" hmmf"" And there won't be next time for a warning, take this one as your last."" hmmf"" short he-goats snorts the loudest."" you don't think I can't handle you just because of this your unsightly height."" one lean muscle on my arm can supply all your energy needs for three lifetimes."" you're one hell of a s***h***! I promise."" hahahahah"And they slunk away down the alley.*** **** **** ***** **** ***** **** *** †††"You know next time you show your mother what you're wearing before
" I've found you Rose." he swatted out the droplets of rain from his face and the beard."You ran through the rain." Rose stated which was more like asking, quivering and holding up on her own drenched in the rain."Yes, of course, I have to come after you," a little bit of unease in which Rose found time to turn her back to him, prepping to jump down from the precipice of the roof and into the night sky or so it seemed."You didn't need to run away. Especially like that." he walked up to her, coming close enough to swing his arm around her, only to be ward off by an invisible barrier, something is wrong with Rose."What's up with you dear? you seem to be blowing off heat. Are you okay?" he was deeply worried." I made the run for it because he wanted to use me for his rituals."" What?!" Tom was immediately enraged. he felt like he was suffocating, all breath and life has gone out of him and his eyes have lost its light. He turned like a gladiato