PROLOUGE
Many things have been left unanswered in histories time lines, some things belonging to the large scale world, such as how Ancient Ephesus knew the world was round long before their predecessors had spread the universal 'flat' theory, as well as questions as to who had built Stone hedge, and why, and of course the mysteries of the Bermuda Triangle. Still, other questions are a lot smaller scale, such as how the infamous James Potter managed to catch the heart of Lily Evans, the person who rejected him so long. Or why Sirius Black was never married. And possibly the most important, why Harry Potter had survived the killing curse. There are theories, some of which have been taken as truth, but only because the world's history is incomplete. History stands incorrect once again, and like so many times before my people are the ones to thank for these particular falsehoods. Because if the truth was to be seen... well the results would be catastrophic. However, the time has come that our tale is told as it is, and not as it is speculated. I supposed the best place to start would be where my story began, the day that I had taken the name of Codeya (Code-eh-ah) Visions. Who was, as far as the world knew, an average witch in magic London -which, to be fair was another intended falsehood of my people. In truth I am not a witch, nor a muggle, I am an elemental and my name is Lady Luck.I was the only element in 10 000 years who could not control her magic. And so, was sent to the Wizarding school known as Hogwarts. But there, I had faced the greatest obstacle that I would ever come to know: the human race. This is not only the worlds history but my own personal story as well, and, as all good tales this one has no clear beginning, middle or end. But what makes this tale one of reality is that, unlike most of the older stories, there is no battle between good and evil, no monsters to slay, no maidens in need of rescue. As most maidens, are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, or at least the ones worth something. This is not a basic, simple tale with a defined quest and beasts and happy endings. For this quest often lacks clarity. The beasts take different forms and are sometimes difficult to recognize for what they are. And there is never really any ending, happy or otherwise. Things keep overlapping and blurring, and now your story is part of mine which is also a part of many other stories, and there in no telling where any of them may lead. Good and evil are a great deal more complex than a stereotyped princess and a dragon. Is not the dragon the hero of his own story? The world isn't just what history says. It is how we understand it. And in understanding something, we can bring something to it. Doesn't that make every life a story? So now I ask you to listen and watch mine unravel.
