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Chapter 21 ~ The Search Continues
The morning sun spilled golden light over the bustling market of dellwyn, casting long shadows between the tightly packed stalls. The scent of fresh produce mingled with the briny tang of seafood, and the chatter of merchants calling out their wares filled the air in a chaotic symphony. Mirna wove through the crowded lanes, her basket swinging lightly in her hand, intent on gathering the day’s essentials—tomatoes, fresh shrimp, and perhaps a bundle of herbs for dinner.“Good morning, Mirna!” called out a cheerful vendor, lifting a crate of plump red tomatoes. “The ripest you’ll find this side of dellwyn!”Mirna smiled politely and picked up a handful, her fingers brushing against the smooth, firm skins. “These look perfect, Tomas. How much for a kilo?”“Two silver coins, as always. But since it’s you, I’ll throw in an extra for free,” he said with a wink.She laughed softly, handing him the coins and tucking the tomatoes into her basket. The market was lively as always, yet today, the
Chapter 20 ~ The Haunt for Lucas
King Tharion’s obsidian throne room was cloaked in shadows, the torchlight flickering over the polished black stone and golden filigree. The air was thick with anticipation, as if even the room itself waited for the storm the king would unleash. Tharion’s cold eyes pierced through Maelrik, who stood rigidly at attention before him.“I know you lie, Cazien,” Tharion’s voice cut through the room like a blade. “He is not where you say he is. Something is being hidden from me.”Maelrik stiffened, feeling the weight of the king’s gaze. “Your Highness, the priest assures...”“Assures?” Tharion interrupted, slamming a gauntleted fist onto the armrest of his throne. “Assurances are meaningless when deceit smells of the air around us. I have waited long enough to see truths buried under falsehoods. If Cazien cannot deliver, then I will find him myself through other means.”“Yes, my king,” Maelrik replied, his voice steady but measured. He knew the king’s ruthlessness. To serve Tharion was to w
Chapter 19 ~ Mastering Time and the Elements
The air in the Spirit Realm was thick with anticipation as Arilyn stepped forward, her presence commanding yet comforting. Lucas felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine. This was the moment he had been waiting for, though he hadn’t known it until now.“Lucas,” Arilyn began, her voice both firm and gentle, “today you will begin your true training. Time magic.” Lucas blinked. “Time magic?”“Yes,” she replied, her eyes glinting. “Time is not just a sequence of moments. It is a living river. It flows, it bends, it waits for no one, and yet… those who understand it can guide it. But beware, time is as dangerous as it is powerful. Respect it, and it will respect you.” Lucas grinned, already feeling a surge of energy. “I like the sound of this.” Arilyn raised an eyebrow. “You’ll like it even more when you realize it’s not just about control… it’s about perception. You must see time as more than moments, see it as possibility. Feel it in your bones, in your heart, in your mind.”Lucas
Chapter 18 ~ Arilyn The Female Wizard
The Spirit Realm shimmered around Lucas, its ethereal light reflecting on his face as he walked beside Kael. The air was thick with the residue of magic, traces of spells lingering like invisible threads in the atmosphere. Every step he took seemed to hum with energy, and he could feel the power within himself growing, pulsing in time with the strange rhythm of this world.“Kael…” Lucas began, hesitantly, “how is it that no one else ever comes here? I mean… I feel like this place is alive, but I’ve never seen another person besides you.”Kael’s gaze softened. “The Spirit Realm is a reflection of true magic, Lucas. Not everyone can enter it, and even fewer can linger here. It responds to power… but also to purpose. Only those who have destiny entwined with the realm can truly exist here for long.”Lucas nodded slowly, processing Kael’s words. He had so many questions about his own powers, about the strange dreams he’d been having, and about the terrifying visions of King Tharion. He wi
Chapter 17 ~ The Strange Boy from the Vision
"You called me, Your Highness?” Cazien’s voice was calm, but carried a subtle edge of caution. He stood before the towering figure of King Tharion, his dark robes falling in precise folds, the insignia of his priesthood catching the flickering torchlight. The chamber smelled faintly of incense and old stone, the air thick with authority.Tharion didn’t rise from his throne but fixed Cazien with a sharp gaze. “Yes, Cazien. Come closer.” He motioned toward a small, ornate table where a rolled parchment lay. With deliberate care, the king unrolled it, revealing the finely illustrated portrait of a boy Weldon, the boy from his vision. “Behold,” Tharion said, his voice echoing through the cavernous hall. “This is the face I have seen. I need you to locate him.”Cazien’s dark eyes flicked to the illustration, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Locate him?” he echoed, disbelief softening his tone. “Your Majesty, you do realize what you are asking. I have renounced this kind of work for yea
Chapter 16 ~ History of the Unknown
“I know what he looks like,” Tharion murmured, voice barely above a whisper, yet heavy with the weight of command. The crimson glow of dawn seeped through the tall stained glass windows of the king’s private chamber, casting jagged shards of light across the polished marble floor. King Tharion sat alone upon his obsidian throne, his expression hard and unreadable as he stared into the flickering flames of the hearth. The vision had left an indelible mark, not just because he glimpsed the face of a boy who had disturbed his slumber, but because that face had sparked a cold flicker of recognition.His fingers tightened into fists, nails digging into the armrests. For years, faces had passed before his eyes—enemies, allies, pawns in his relentless quest for dominion, but this face was new. Unknown, yet unsettlingly familiar in its boldness and innocence. The heavy chamber doors creaked open, and Lareth, the king’s ever-loyal advisor, stepped quietly into the room. His sharp eyes caught
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