A light so bright, the brightest of all.
This white light changed, I changed, without body my spirit floated. This was dead then. But my spirit was pulled, burned. Green lights.
I was scared.
It was painful.
Then nothing.
I was awakened for not familiar voices. They sounded like they were arguing. I opened my eyes, with a strong headache, I payed attention to my surroundings. I was in a tent. Next to me a man payed attention to my moves, I get scared. He had pointed ears.
I sat down quickly and stepped back.
I'm not gonna hurt you - he said, with a smooth and calm voice.
He was bald with long facial features. His eyes looked clear but I could not distinguish their color. A bright green light, it floated in the tent. The light felts familiar.
With my headache gone, I felt, felt! The man in front of me, a strong power, seductive.
How was that possible?
I was having a panic attack. Everything felts wrong. Out of place, all my senses were hypersensitive.
- Where am I? - I was shaking, a odd power run trough my veins and I could feel it - what I'm feeling?
He looked worried - you need to calm down, I'm here to help you, your magic, you must controlled.
- Magic? What you mean? - my arms get on fire and I panicked.
The last thing I could heard was his words ordering me to sleep.
I was in the mountain now, in the place where I found the most peaceful moment in my life. I felt someone behind me, someone powerful, the same energy I felt moments ago for some reason, so seductive.
Hi - I said turning around to see the elf, was he really an elf?
He looked surprised for a moment, and maybe dangerous, to transform his face again, serene.
- How do you feel? - he asked, his posture straight and with some air of arrogance. He was tall.
- I feel fantastic - I said with a smile, I was in peace, he looked around us, in the jungle and in front of us the impressive Roraima Mountain - what is this place? From where it is? -
I smiled - is my favorite place on earth, my mom use to say is my sacred place, I dream with this place when I need peace, is in Venezuela, my country - I said proud.
He contemplated the place, the long walls of the mountain and the colors - it is impressive, I never saw something like this before in my travels in the Fade, is also impressive the quality of the projection that you're doing, you must be a very strong mage, despite the events that occurred in the tent. Was you part of the circle of mages?
That was a lot of information to process.
- Mages? Fade? I don't know what are you talking about, are you doing a cosplay of an elf?
Surprised he approached me, studying me - do you know you are a mage? - I denied, but I could feel the power and feel him - when me I my companions see you, you fall from a rift and completely undressed, you was in danger?
I tried to remember.
-The last thing I remember was dying, I don't know how, was an accident? An attack? I was in France, I felt dying, my spirit getting out of my body and I was in peace, then a green light take me, change me, burn me - I started to desperate again, I touched my face trying to calm, my own touch felt strange, almost like a dream.
Then I touched his face and it felt like I was touching something more than flesh - who are you? What are you? Are you my guard?
- My name is Solas, I'm a mage.
His eyes was a mix of grey and blue, I touched his ears, that made me calm, he had a odd expression in his face.
- Why I can feel you? Without touch you? it feels overwhelming - I confess, my hands going down, touching his chest. He smirk to me - what you feel is my magic, what it is in some way to speak, my essence, you're gonna be able to feel other mages essence.
We talked more and he explained me that we was in Thedas, about a great danger happening in the world, about the inquisition and his role on it. He asked me to be careful of what to said. I was confused but I understand we was in a dream or in the Fade as he explained.
Then he was gone, he promised me we will see us again, in the real world, that we was nearly to Heaven, a town apparently.
He left and I stayed in my beautiful dream.
When I woke up I was in a wooden house. Was small and the fireplace was on, I had a dress, a strange dress. I felt like I sleep too much, the door opened.
His face now familiar give me confidence - hi - I said I little shy, his presence still was overwhelming. He half smile to me - how do you feel?
- Better but... was more easy in my dreams I guess, I mean the Fade - he nodded to me. I saw a small mirror and I approached to take it of the table. He just study me. I saw my face, was kind of the same just maybe with the features more tinny, my hair still black and long, and then my ears, long ears. I looked at him surprise - am I an elf? Why you didn't told me? - He didn't answer me, so I continued contemplating them, I touched until the tip, was so sensitive it made me tremble.
And he was there observing all my reactions.
- Sorry I didn't knew it was this sensitive - he looked me confused - I touched you.
His face was hard to read, then he kind of smirk to me and approached, too close, he raised his hand - kind I? - he asked and waited for my answer with a hard look. I nodded.
First he touched my lobe, and his finger gently stroked the back of my ear, then I knew this was a bad idea, but the contact made me forgot because that was a erogenous part of my body, I bit my lips and looked down, trying to hide what I was feeling, his fingers go up to the tip, an odd sound cane of my throat, that was too erotic, like a foreplay.
His essence, smell and touch was too much. Not like I would care not be with him right now, even when I would like know him better first. I raised my face to see his look, what I saw made me tremble more, he was in control, just studying me, but his eyes was plenty of fire. I liked because I was a masochistic.
Somebody knocked the door.
I didn't know if scream to fuck off or just thanks to the heaven.
Still I couldn't help to let out a sigh of relief when he goes to open the door. That was intense.
There was a man, brown dark hair with thick beard, handsome, around his 30.
- Trevelyan, she is awake enter please.
He did and look at me - I'm glad to see you're fine, you are... I mean she is very beautiful - I blushed, I was terrible taking compliments even when I received pretty often - thank you... Trevelyan is?
He nodded - yes, I'm sorry I'm Maxwell Trevelyan, you can call me Max, I'm afraid I don't know the name of just splendid creature - I smiled uncomfortable, yes I liked receive attention of men but not too much, when they speak with so much confidence normally they was assholes who likes take everything they want, as if I was an object.
- I'm Teren - I crossed my arms giving him the impression I was not open to him.
Apparently the elf notice that - you're scaring her - he almost sound amused, I was not scared but I prefer Maxwell get that impression - I'm sorry, you don't need to be afraid of me. I would like you come with me, we have some questions for you.
I was alert again, I didn't like it. For some stupid reason I looked for Solas eyes, because I trust in him, he was calm, with his hand behind is back, he nodded in I sign everything was gonna be alright? I doubted. The man saw our silent interaction - if you feel more comfortable Solas can come with us.
I snorted indignant - where are you taking me?
-We are in Heaven, the inquisition is settled here for fight the rupture in the sky, you appeared from one of those rift, Solas told us you didn't know how you came trough that, but we need be sure why that happened.
I tried to put myself in their position. Tried to be reasonable. So I accepted, even when was obviously I didn't have choice.
Heaven was a small town, all this place looked medieval. We avoid the center of the town and we goes to a big building of stone, a very obvious religious building, with big doors.
There I met the reckless Cassandra, a seeker. The sweet and determined Leliana the spy master, the charming Josephine the ambassador and the impasible Cullen, commander of the inquisition.
All the group stands in front of me, watching me. The questions starts and I try to keep the most honest I can, hoping that will save me, a part of me think is a witch hunt.
- So from where you come are no magic and just human? - Cassandra asked. I nodded - when you passed through this light did you saw a woman? - I remember the story Solas told me about the explosion in the temple, about how they said he was touched for their goddess. I thought that could help me - I can't be sure, I remember a bright light, warm and that made me feel safe but also burn me, maybe was a woman I can't be sure - my answer seemed to satisfy them.
- Like Andraste - Leliana wispered.
They spoke more between they.
- Still we have a problem, she is a new mage, is a threat have a mage without training, for all of us and herself - Cullen say calmly, he was cute but that was not very nice.
- Why am I a threat? - I asked.
- Mages can be very powerful and vulnerable to demon possessions - Leliana said with a soft voice.
I shake my head - how? That's terrible, what can I do for stoped that from happening me?
- My suggestion is assign her a teacher, in this moment the most powerful in this camp is Solas, could you ask him to enter to hear his opinion Trevelyan? - Leliana asked to Maxwell, he nodded. And I wait there trying to not made eye contact with no one, too scare of they judgement. Would he accept? He seems nice with me, but still would be too much for him. What will happen if he declined? When I was nearly to ask the door was opened again.
Both of them enter, Solas search my face before see the group in front of us. Maxwell stayed by his side, between him and I. The elf was calm, with both hands behind his back, that gave it a moderate air.
Cassandra explained the situation, now was my turn of study his expressions, he didn't like it in the beginning, his lips tightened but then he had a thoughtful air. Without more hesitation he accepted, I was so relieved.
Surely is not good for all of us have a mage without training, I will watch and take care of her if I must, this will not supposed a problem to the Chantry? A apostate mage teaching to another?
Leliana answer to him - this happen in the elf clans all the time, for the moment is the best and safe solution, if you don't mind share your space with her because I think she need to be supervised in her sleep.
I didn't understood the last part, but again Solas agreed.
Just like that everything was settled.
When the reunion banished Solas call me apart - come with me da'len.
- What is da'len? - I asked when I follow him outside of the Chantry - it means little child or little one in elvish - I didn't like it - I'm not a child.
- I said or little one, you don't look like a child lethallan - I saw him confused again - lethallan is a familiar female term.
- Oh I see, as I'm elven now I must learn elvish right?
He stopped in our way out of the town, he looked sad - sadly is not, elven has forgotten his history and their language, they just know a couple of words.
- And you know how to say old man? - I smiled to him trying to cheer him.
It is Hahren.
Thank you for show me Hahren.
He kid of smiled. He guided me to the forest outside of the town and the tents of the army. Alone in the cold.
He had his staff, this was like a video game and I was starting to like that.
This is gonna be your first training, are you ready? - he asked and when I nodded he gave me his staff.
Was kind of heavy but not too much, a little more tall than I - the staff is the weapon of the mages, through they we canalized our magic, also is a good weapon when your target approaches to much to you and the fight can become physical.
That made me anxious, the idea of fight.
- As mage you must be capable of feel your magic and canalized to your hands to your staff.
The staff sparked, he see it curious - I will cover, try it more, don't hold your self.
I did, I just pushed all this wave inside of me through the staff. A Ray came out of the staff upon us and started a thunderstorm.
I saw a magic barrier around us - this is really impressive, your first spell, this easy, do you feel tired? - I was not at all - I feel awesome for be honest.
Incredible, do you think you can control where the thunders can strike?
I tried and succeeded.
Magic is supposed to be this easy Hahren?
No, is not.
The storm calm around us.
He show me another type of attacks and the winter school, I was good in all, also with the fire, I was a natural.
- Magic are also linked with the emotions, that's why so many are afraid of the mages.
- Well that could be a problem for me then.
He stands in from of me - why you said that? - I shrugged - some will blame it to my Latino side, because the Latinos and specially women are very passionate, but I know myself, I manage my emotions through anger.
He noticed I was cold - maybe we should go to the house to speak of this in front of the fire.
Oh that would be awesome.
We just not go to our home, we get food in the way, soup and bread that made me be in a better state.
Sitting in front of the fireplace he started with his questions - I would like to hear more about what you was saying, what is a Latino and why you use the anger as your primary emotion?
This was gonna be a long conversation - well Latino is a more complex definition that the one I'm gonna give to you, but is a term to refer a hole ethnicity in my world, we normally are the mix of different races and we are for a specific place of the world called Latinamerica and is a cliche say the Latinos are passionate people and not just in the sex, in all our character I guess, warm and awesome people - I added with a big smile.
You look very proud, so you think this cliche is correct?
Sadly in my case is true in some aspects, I'm aware of my heritage and some aspect I don't like I'm trying to change it, also because I can be very introverted.
And what about the anger issue, you look like someone in control of their emotions
As I said, I'm aware of my weakness and I'm working on that, but sometimes I can be very explosive and that made me wonder if with this new power that can be more literal than figurative.
He seemed analyzed my words - I think you must be more aware than ever of your emotions, sadly in this world a minimum mistake can make everyone see you as an abomination, and I would hate see a mage with so much talent as you been compromised - what lovely accent he have, I was too distracted as the sound of his voice.
- I will follow your advice master.
- Is not necessary you call me master even when it is the case, I think I am more like your guide because you have a natural ability for magic.
- Then I will just call you master, in privet.
He smirked to me, I couldn't read his face, that was kind of a proposition there, a very bold proposition, well I was just kind of playing with him, normally I was hardly this bold in my world.
- If you must - an indirect response.
We talked a little more about my world and what means for me races. After that he started a class of demonology because apparently that was a big deal in this world.
That night when my new bed was settled in his house and I was able to rest, I fall asleep quick.
In my dreams he visit me again, he talk to me more about barriers and about demons and spirits. He let me feel in control in my dreams and he also called me a dreamer for be able to affect the Fade around me a transform it in what I wanted.