Ambitions of Mastery
Prompt word: marveling
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Putting his wooden keyblade aside, Ven summoned his Wayward Wind as means of showing off, of course, to the awestruck redhead to his left. His gasp as it appeared suddenly in his hand made Ven grin as he stood up to perform a few back-hand forms Master Eraqus had taught him. So long ago, it seemed. So much so, that Ven was beginning to think time was measured by the gravity of one's experiences and personal growth as opposed to by minutes and days.
Great, now I'm starting to think weird stuff like Terra. I guess friends start to rub off on you eventually.
As his new friend, Lea, marveled at the sleek weapon, Ven held it out to him and said, "Here, wanna try? If you can hold it without it disappearing, you could be a keyblade master one day."
"You bet!" he replied, bounding up to grab hold. When it remained in his hand for a good amount of time, Lea whooped. "Awesome! I want a keyblade someday."
"I wish you could see where I grew up. There's my two best-friends, one's already a master—well, I don't know what to call them now…" Ven's sentence drifted off. "Ah, anyways, that's where we train."
Lea nodded with resolve. "Okay, Ven. I promise one day I'll find a master and we'll fight and train together soon!"
"That would be great! And once I straighten things out with Terra and Aqua, I'll introduce you to them. We could be a team," Ven replied, beaming.
He couldn't wait.
