Who would expect a story titled ANTIMAGIC to be about wizards, mystical creatures and fantastic, unusual adventures? Yet, it really is ... It's even more than that. You'll see if you read the story, that there is, beside all this, a spell, mightier than the strongest spells ever, even than Abracadabra. Yes, Antimagic is the most powerful magic of all known and unknown in the wizards' world, because it's a spell that can stop any magic, no matter how powerful it is. The narrative in Antimagic story will succeed not only in helping the children's minds to imagine fantasy worlds or to create their own stories with fairies, princesses, famous wizards or knights, because they already know how to do it, but it will develop even more their thinking and desire to KNOW. Reading this book they'll see and understand what all wizard students got after their decision to study magic at the famous and old Elmbridge School of Magic. What they all got is that they'll become skilled and wise wizards and magicians only through study and long and painstaking search for knowledge. And even more than that, this book will help grown-ups too to remember to dream again, because we, grown-ups, kind of forgot to do that. Therefore, dear readers, young or grown-ups, enjoy the lines of this book and discover with Elizabeth Catherine Edwards and her friends the mysteries of magic. Go through wonderful events with the heroes of this book, more or less unusual, strange. Swim with her friends in the mysterious waters of the Purple Oasis. Run with them from the dangers that are all over the Ancient Forest and into the maze beneath Elmbridge School of Magic. Admire together imposing creatures such as ogres, carticors, fantastic hybrid mole-elephant-badgers, lycanthropes and many others interesting as well.
View MoreSilence was deeper than it is in a cemetery after the fight with the evil wizards.Vlad's army of wizards suffered heavy losses. But also a win, which may worth the effort and all sacrifices, because now they had a parent of magic on their side ... that elf Lord, a force that the powerful army of black magic hasn’t had until now.Elizabeth watched sadly and tearfully Miss Harmony's fiancé crying, holding her breathless body in his arms.“I'm so sorry ...,” said the girl. At any moment, she expected a miracle to wake up from that nightmare. You know the feeling when you breathe in relief after a bad dream when you’re awake, sweating and terrified.Still, nothing happened because the girl wasn’t in a dream. Everything was as real as possible ... including the words spoken by Miss Harmony's fiancé:“YOU HAVE A REASON TO FEEL SORRY! YOU KILLED HER! You didn’t leave to her any chance to defen
As he saw he could do nothing, he disappeared, to look for help, perhaps.“As I can see we’ll be more in a short time. And as I set out to stay fewer, I don't delay the introduction ... I introduce to you the new Prince of Dark Magic, Lord Tbylisium, whom you had the honour to know for sure.”As soon as the elf Lord appeared, he cast a curse on one of the wizards who were with Knudlac.“Pel’Nai Vejyje!”And that wizard disappeared turning into ash. His guardian, a wolf, also disappeared, to Knudlac and his group’s disappointment, but also of Vlad vampire’s.“What a pity ... I even felt hot blood boiling in him, calling me to drink it.”“I didn't have such a great idea for an entry like this! Magnificent!” exclaimed Vlad laughing. “Worthy of a true Prince of the Night ...!”Only he and the other evil wizards smiled. Everyone in Knudlac's group was sad…for they
Even she believed that, but not her Guardian. The little hawk descended from where he was in the air with speed and clung to the bloody creature’s mouth. He began to snatch with his beak pieces of fur and flesh from the mouth of the Lycanthrope.She screamed again, but not as before. This time it was a cry of pain. He tried to catch the hawk with his claws, but failed, sign that something was going on. Smoke began to come out from the creature's mouth, his limbs failed to obey him and suddenly something seemed to poison his whole body. Howls and screams of a wolf about to die were now heard from the Lycanthrope.Elizabeth saw that the wolf-creature was started shrinking.The hawk stopped attacking and landed on his master's shoulder watching calmly the huge Lycanthrop shrinking more and more until he became an old, skinny wolf.Scared and confused, physically destroyed and suffering from the curse put on him, the old wolf collapsed exhausted to the
A terrible scream suddenly woke Elizabeth from her deep sleep. The girl jumped to her feet as if she were a soldier awakened by the sergeant for instruction, a few hours before the alarm.“What was that?” asked the girl, scared."I don't know," said Fahria, slightly frightened too. I don’t know all the creatures that live on these lands. I also heard some more terrible screams tonight, which scared me too.”"I didn't hear anything ... I was probably too tired," Miss Edwards said, wiping her eyes.“We have a keen sense of hearing ... and sight too. We can hear and see things even two, three days apart.”Jiao Long slowly approached the girls. He gave the clear impression that he looked for something in particular. It was obvious he was scared too and he thought it would be better to have companions on their way to their final destination.“I think it would be better for us to continue our journey
“Mr. Knudlac, do you think it’s okay for me to take part in this event? I think it was more appropriate if Alexander ... I drove him mad and I think I ruined our friendship.”“My dear, if anyone ever ceases to be your friend, it means you’ve never been a friend of his. In life you’ll meet many people ... but only a few are true friends.”The girl thought a little of Mr. Knudlac's wise words, then she continued:“But, my participation ...”“You were chosen for your magic power that’s amazing even for the oldest wizards. They saw hope in you. So everything is as it should be. You’ll be a great wizard.”“Is it true that only the most powerful wizards participated in this contest?”“No, but it's true that everyone who won this contest became very powerful wizards.”“For example?”“For example Vladimir
“That little one?”“Yes, it’s she.”“That girl with that sceptic face boy?”“I don't even know her. She had certainly just come from the world of sceptics.”“Are you sure it’s her? Are you sure?”“That's what I heard ...”Several children were gathered in the school yard talking about the latest events. Elizabeth was in the spotlight, alongside with Johnny and Alexander, who was accompanied by more friends of his.“I don’t understand why? Why did he choose you? An ignorant girl ... I had to be the one who ... My name had to stay forever in ... The total glory had to be mine!”“Do you think I want to participate in the last event? I don't think I'm ... able to do that.”“Then why did you enter this contest? WHY?!”Elizabeth said nothing more. She was scared.“To mess up with my busi
The boy began to inspect the door. Elizabeth did the same.It seemed that door was locked. It could only be opened by solving a riddle.What can burn like the most terrible fires,To put out any flame or glare, such as water,But also to float like a flake,Which makes it very pleasant to the touch ...“Riddle again. I don't like riddles,” Alexander sighed.“I do,” smiled the girl. “Let's see. What could burn like fire? But also can put out the fire. A liquid ...”“Yes, I know this has to be, but what exactly?”“In chemistry we talked about substances ...”“Yes. Theoretically, Nitrogen, Hydrogen or Oxygen can be liquid, if they’re cooled to very low temperatures, but ...”“It might be water,” the girl tried to interrupt Alexander.“Nitrogen burns under certain conditions the skin and cools everything, so it can be use
The first train ride was a more than incredible experience for Elizabeth. Along with Professor Knudlac, Johnny and Alexander with whom she spent the journey in that train compartment, she learned many things and stories.Out of the window, they could see the sand caves of touareg wizards. Those magic caves crossed by the train, which they left behind, were dwellings of those touaregs that changed size and shape according to their inhabitants’ will.The sand moulded with those nomads’ wands formed mansions, castles or magnificent palaces, as never seen before.And their interior ... could take any shape. Pyramidal, spherical or even in the form of an icosahedron - a geometric body that has no more or less than twenty corners.At that window, when they came to the surface, they could see the magic river and the imposing magic waterfall, both of them bearing the same name, Bighaar, which was different from any other waterfall because the water fl
Tzurtzurk looked at the children who didn’t understand him at all.“You should be told. Do you know why the corridor is called like that? Not because no one finds it anymore, but because whoever enters it’s really lost. That’s why it’s called the lost aisle, of the lost one ... for anyone who dares to enter it ...”The kids didn't say anything. Because what they experienced made them realize what dangers they faced and they could experience something even worse than that.They looked down, ashamed.Tzurtzurk waved his wand in his hand and they all disappeared from the crypt, reaching the place where ... they were likely to hear their punishment.…“You haven't been told since you came here that there are some places where you don't have to go?” the stone elf responsible for the surveillance of the crypt walked very furiously around the three children, in Mr. Knudlac's great room.
One “cool” evening old England got us accustomed to, when all you had to do was stay inside your warm house roaming the land of dreams, Officer Gangsley Taylor, and two other Scotland Yard officers, wandered the dark streets of London. Beside them there was nobody there, which was more than normal on such weather and at such late hour. It wasn’t their wish to walk down the streets. Still, to achieve their goal they had to take this unusual action. They were wet to the bone because of the water flowing from the dark sky, ceaselessly hit by huge drops of rain stinging them like needles. To their distress, the gusty wind blew off their cap of police community support officers. The three ran towards Moon Street. They knew nothing about this street. It was a line on the map for them, very far from the city centre on the outskirts of London. Scotland Yards were used to such unpleasant moments. Yet, walking down the darkest and strangest streets of the city on such ...
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