I don't know what I'm going to do. He was always there. Always a little dark, but we balanced. Yin and Yang. Night and Day. He was always there. Without him, where would we all be?
I still remember how we met.
I was at a dueling club where a young man told me that I was getting too old. I proved him wrong. But I wondered. Am I too old? Should I move on to more mature persuits? Would that be giving up? Or moving on? Cowardice? Or the bravery to know when to quit?
I knew what Rowena would say. I am too old to duel, I should devote more time to my studies. Learn all there is to know. I also knew what Helga would say. Follow my heart and do what it tells me. My heart could not decide. That was when he came up to me. He was in the shadows and I was in the light. Is that not how it always was with us? He gave me the best advice I had ever heard, and will ever hear again. He was wise, very wise Salazar was.
"You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream. You are also never too old to pursue your goals and your dreams."
With that, I realized I had no place among the young men here, but I had no reason to quit dueling. I also decide that my new goal would be to teach all those who wished who to duel how to do so, all those that were worthy of course.
I told my friends. Helga loved the idea, she wanted everyone to be able to learn all she knew. Rowena wanted to mould the brightest minds. And Salazar wanted to gather those of pure blood so they could learn all that was needed.
And so together we built a castle and filled it with magic, but now it feels as if there is none left. The magic left with him. The children are still here. And the staircases still move. Rooms still appear. But the magic is gone for me. This couldn't have existed without him. I don't know how it, or I, will continue without him.