It's story time folks!
Well, sorta, see - i've been suffering from a terrible writers block recently, so all I could muster is the prologue for my next story.
If you're familiar with my other two stories, please be patient, i'm trying as hard as I can.
Anywaysy, I hope you enjoy.
Prologue
A lone man sunk to his knees in the middle of the forest road, smoke rising from his hands.
It had been a bitter fight, another one to add to the hastily growing list. The four mages that - according to their boasts - were some of the strongest in Blue Pegasus had fled a short while ago having been outlasted by the man, a fact they were far more than humiliated by.
The morning sun beat down on the back of the mans head and neck. Slowly, he tipped backward and stared up at the ultramarine sky hidden behind the trees. He was tired, his hands and arms hurt from the flow of magical energy they had been forced to endure, and he had the creeping suspicion that he had burnt through the bandages that encased his chest underneath his t-shirt again. His steel blue jacket fell open, allowing more smoke to rise gently into the air, swirling slightly before being carried away on the gentle breeze.
He didn't mind this exhaustion too much. The almost total lack of magical energy numbed his pained limbs.
The cool tendrils that beckoned him toward the peaceful plains of his subconscious gripped his mind. Eyelids growing heavy, he sighed in relief, he had survived again, he was still free. The sunlight began to silhouette the trees until all he could see was white. Then, slowly, his mind descended the stairs to the void of dreamless sleep.