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It's just an Idea I came up with in the middle of the night and I hope you like it, I apologize for all mistakes, this isn't my native language, but I hope it is nevertheless readable ^^ enjoy
Prolog
Such a long time ago…
So long…
Was it years? Centuries? Millenia?
An island near the cost of England and at the same time as far away from it as possible. Floating creatures, black shredded cloathing hiding their bodies never to be seen by anyone, watched the night, protected the island. Desperate to lose the invisable chains holding them to this dreaded place. Longing for their original land, the country they once called home. The memories told among themselves as to not forget, never forget.
In the first years of their capture, they bemoaned the loss of their home, the land they were bound to. That feeded them, gave them their purpose to life. They lost all happiness, lost everything that resembled a positive thought. And in time they started to feed of the happiness of others. Desperate and frantically searching for a way to be free they became no more than shells, only feeding and waiting…
Waiting for a chance, a change, something that would free them from this curse that this humans, this wizards put upon them, bound them to this island that was not theirs, would never be theirs, because it could not make them happy, it could not sustain them the way their homeland could.
But something seemed to have changed. Something throbbed in the air, a pressure, an energy, they could not name it but it caused them to wake. Slowly they began to rise out of the dephts of their minds, the ancient longing for scorching sunrays on their faces and millions of stars in the ice like nights in their hearts, though the rainy and heavy clouded night squished their hopes immediately. But they stayed awake. Noticing the change in the wind. The faint smell of power that was not there before and they knew. They knew their times were about to change.
And they acted on it. They could not free all of them but with this new energy, this promise of hope they could free one, one with the mind of them all, one of them to look for the cause of this strange feeling. One of them with enough power to become what he once was, even if it was just half. Half them, half what they had become without their holy land. He was nearly human in this state of existence, and even if he despised to even resemble this people which had betrayed all of his kin, it would bring them a chance.
In the distance, under the light of the fullmoon, the dead mangled body of a sixteen year old wizard was replaced with a creature, that may have looked like him, resembled him in every detail, but would never be him. He stood up, beat the dust from his black and green robes and opened startling violet eyes, that faded to a dark brown, near black color, starting to make his way from the creepily silent forest to the castle that reached into the nightsky promising him hope.
TBC
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lucian