Chapter 12
Oke, so I quite abandoned this work because of several reasons. Don't
worry, it's almost finished.
Brian sat next to the bed with Magus laying in it, his hand on the pale head and his eyes closed. Frog stood next to them. It was a week after they each returned to their own specific time, Petra would raise both Till and Maya. And Brian stayed in the castle, trying to probe Magus's mind. He did it almost 24 hours a day. "Sir Brian?" Frog asked, Brian opened his semi-black eyes. "Aren't thou going to rest?" "I can't rest until I found Magus's soul." Brian answered and yawned. "I can feel that he's still there, but he's hiding from me." "How dost thou mean, why is he hiding?" "I don't know, dark force can enlarge negative feeling in the heart, so maybe he's trying to hide that his dark side took over until his body is recovered." "I see, but. how dost thou know so much about wizardry? Thou arth a monk." Frog asked. "When Manoria cathedral, my previous home was attacked, the mystics didn't kill me because of my ability as well as my magical powers. They kept me imprisoned, and I read some minds to gain information to get out. I also stumbled on several usefull things about magic. I escaped a week before the kidnapping of queen Leene. Now if you'll excuse me." With that Brian closed his eyes again and put his attention back to Magus. After a while his hand started to glow, the light shot from his hand to his head and he seemed to have lost consiousness. He just sat there, his entire body numb, except for his hand, who seemed to be glued at the head.
Brian found himself in a desert, huge pillars of rocks between massive fields of sand. He knew it was the inner world of Magus, scarred and tortured just like his soul. "Hello?! Magus?!" The monk screamed, but there was no answer. He walked trough the barren landsape for a while, until he saw some figure sit on a ledge from one of the pillars. "Magus!" He yelled, and started to climb up. After some close calls and small ledges he finally reached the dark warlock. Magus didn't even turn around when Brian reached him, he just sat there, staring into the grey sky. "There you are, I almost thaught you were a goner." "What do you want?" Magus asked offensive, and Brian instantly knew he wasn't welcome. "I just wanted to know if you're alright. Your body is totally exhausted and we feared your mind was destroyed." "Now you know, leave." "But why? Do you want to stay in this god-forsaken place?" "If it keeps me away from all the hatred, fear and loathing, yes." "Are you saying the only reason you don't want to return is you don't want to be feared?" Brian asked surprised. "Yes, and because I don't have anybody who cares about me, someone who loves me despite my crimes. All I ever will encounter is terror, fear, loathing. Love, care and happiness isn't ment for me." "Magus. Is this what you tried to hide from the world? That you crave for loving just as much as anyone else?" Brian asked, Magus chukcled bitterly. "Did you find out all by yourself? Of course I crave for love, it's the only thing I'll never achieve though." "But you never will if you don't try." Brian said, this angered Magus. He shot to his feet, and looked at him with his red eyes boiling in rage. As on cue, the sky turned dark and thunder struck. "Do you really think I didn't try to find love?! All my life I seeked revenge for the creature that stole it from me! When I succeeded I did nothing more then finding it again!" He roared, completely shaking in rage, but his eyes said something different; loneliness and pain. "I'm sorry, it's just." Brian said, putting a hand on the quivering shoulder. "I too remember your misdeeds, I hated and feared you just as much as everyone else. But if you just give me a chance to meet your other side, maybe we can work this out." When he said that, the sky cleared a little, and Magus seemed to cool down and even smile a little. "Thanks." He said softly. And put his hand on Brian's shoulder. But his eyes flickered into hatred. "You sneaky weasel!" He hissed, and threw Brian away from him. Thunder struck again. The monk looked at Magus surprised, and then turned around to see the cause of his anger; Frog was walking in the desert, looking confused around him. "Holy Jezus, not now." Brian whispered to himself. "Magus please, let me explain."
"You don't have to explain!" Magus snarled, grabbed Brian by his throat and held him above the cliff. "I don't know why, but when your polluting the sanctuary of my mind with Frog's presence, you're up to no good." "Magus?" Frog said, watching above. "What arth thou doing? What might this eerie place be?" This enraged Magus beyond compare, he roared towards the ravaging sky, which represented his inner feelings. "This place is the inner world of my mind, the only place where no one hates me, until now." Magus spat at the knight. "Magus." Frog tried. "SHUT UP!!! Just. shut up! Leave me ALONE!!!" With that the warlock threw Brian of the cliff and out of his mind. With a gasp the monk realized he still sat in a chair next to the bed with Magus in it. His eyes were now closed, to make clear nobody was welcome anymore. When Brian turned around he saw Frog, holding his shoulder. He tried hard not to roast the amphibian on the spot, and he somehow managed to calmly talk to him. "Do you realize what you've done except for making all my work be in vain?!" He said to Frog trough clenched teeth. But he couldn't hold back much more. "You ruined a man's live! He didn't want to return because of the hatred! I tried to help him and would succeed you didn't show your green, frog-ass!!!" He raged, but he soon calmed down and plunged back in his chair, comlpetely exhausted of the outburst combined with the intense work he had done for the larger part of the week. "I'm sorry Frog. it just, when I was inside I could feel his emotions. Those were guilt, loneliness and self-loathing beyond compare. Those feelings are destroying him. And now he locked himself away from me." He continued and put his hands in his head. It felt like his brains were been replaced with huge boulders which were rolling back and forth everytime he moved. Frog noticed that. "It would be better if thou would take a rest, we will continue this tomorrow." He suggested, Brian tiredly nodded. "I guess so." He said and lay himself down on one of the other beds, he fell asleep without another word. Frog stood guard, he didn't know why, but it was the only thing he could do. Brian's ranting really made him thinking. Did he really did so much hurt to Magus? He taught the dark sorcerer was almost emotionless and enjoyed the fear he spread among the people. After a few hours Brian woke up. He immediately put his hand on Magus's head, he then sighed. "Now he's not only hiding, if I try to go there, a shield will throw me back quite painfull." He said, his voice having a hint of despair. Frog put a hand on his shoulder again. "If it makes thou any feel better, I am really sorry what I did, is there a way I can reverse my misdeeds?" "I'm sorry Frog, we can't do anything now, that shield of his is making it to dangerous for me to talk to him." Brian hung his head. " We just have to wait until the shield weakens, together with his mind." Brian sighed again and walked out of the knights' quarters. "You mind if I stay here a little longer?" "Ask the king and Queen, but I think it should be alright." Frog replied, the monk smiled slightly and left. Frog stood next to Magus's bed, guarding. and hoping.
Two weeks passed and Magus seemed to just waste away. His body was nothing more then skin and bones. "'tis not logical." Frog whispered next to the bed. "His body is degenerating to quickly." "Probably because the mind is wasting away to, that might speed up things a little." Brian said, drinking a cup of milk. He looked at Magus frowning. "Maybe, Frog do you know anyone he deeply cares about?" Brian asked Frog. "Yes, but it is a long story." "Don't worry, you don't have to tell it." Brian said and put his hand on Frog's head between his two huge eyes. "Try not to let your hatred seep over." He said and closed his eyes. After a few minutes he let go. "That clears things up a little, thank you Frog. Do you know a way to travel in time?" He then asked, almost cheerily. Frog looked at him with a questioning look. "Well do you?" "Well, Aya did give me that remote-control. The lass wanted to be the first to know if Magus woke up." "Good, try to head towards the dark ages and find Schala." Brian said, Frog just stared at him. "If his sister is here, he might want to wake up, you'll be a great help if you went searching for her." Frog stared at him, then slowly nodded. "I understand thine idea, but arth thou sure this will work?" "I hope so." Brian said, Frog hopped to the exit and looked around one more time. "Till we meet again." He said, Brian smile back. "Good my friend, may God help you on your quest." The monk replied and Frog left. Leaving him with Magus again. He put his hand on the pale head once more and focussed. Soon he was in some sort of darkness. This was the world between the physical world and the spirit world. Right before him was some sort of white shield. He touched it, but was immediately knocked back, his whole body filled with dark forces. He pushed himself on his knees, dark lightning spread across his body. He snarled all the curses his religion allowed and stood up again. "There goes nothing." Brian said and started to chant. Small lightning- bolts came from his fingertips and made their way to the shield, only to bounce of and almost hit the monk instead. "This isn't working, last chance." With that he prepared a spell, and all of a sudden lightning surrounded him like a shield. He took a deep breath, and proceeded towards the shield. Despite the countering shield it was painfull, but at least he wasn't knocked back. He managed to put his hand trough the shield, the pain grew, but he couldn't pull his hand back. Brian roared in shock, but brought up enough courage to grit his teeth and forced his entire body trough the shield. A blinding light encircled him, and then he was literally thrown in Magus's mind. He slowly got up and carefully looked around him, the whole place was crumbling apart, almost none of the stone pillars were standing anymore, and sand blew trough the desert just above Brian's knees. "Hello? Magus?!" Brian yelled, his voice having an eerie echo. "Where are you?" Then he noticed someone was behind him, and when he turned around the figure charged at him with a scythe. Magus fell down when Brian dodged his attack, but he instantly stood up and charged again. Brian was surprised how easy it was to just grab the weapon just beneath the blade and stop the assault. When he looked at Magus he saw that his soul looked just like his body in the other world, he only was transparant with it. When Brian looked into the red eyes, he saw they were filled with tears. "Magus? What are you doing to yourself?" Brian asked, Magus just fell to his knees, his weak soul being shook by noisy sobs. Brian put his hands on the quivering shoulders and knelt down himself. Not only to be face to face with the completely broken down sorcerer, but also because the feelings of guilt, pain, loneliness, despair and self-loathing were so intense that they almost rolled over him. "Why don't you just let me suffer in peace?" Magus asked, his voice sounding as weak and miserable as he looked. "The same reason you fought Latoya, to help my friends." Brian answered, there was a short, bitter chuckle. "Friends? Do you really think I have friends?" Magus said, with a bitter tone. "I'm the most feared creature in the world and you think someone cares about me?" "I know I do, and Frog to." Another chuckle. "Frog hates me more then anyone else, and I can't blame him. After all I did to him, I can only expect hate from him." "Then tell me.." Brian started. "If Frog hates you so much, then why is he trying to find Schala, to help me to save your soul?" He continued, Magus's body stopped shaking, and his tear-filled eyes looked up surprised. "Frog's looking for Schala? To help me?" He asked, Brian nodded. "He's on it right now. And he has great chance to succeed." To Brian's surprise there were more tears. "That means I have to face her." Magus trailed of. "How can she ever love me if she knows about my sins. She will hate me, and I don't want her to hate me, rather will I never see her again then let her carry the burden of having me as her brother." "Magus. I don't know much about her but I know she will love you no matter what, she's a wonderfull woman." "That's the point, I'm not worthy of being the brother of such a beautiful angel." Magus continued crying, Brian was desperate and was almost out of ideas. "Listen, you ARE worthy of being her brother, because different from other persons, you realize your mistakes. They might be terrible, but you realize that. That makes you special. I'm sure you will be forgiven for your sins, by Frog, Schala and God." "How can I ever be forgiven if I can't forgive myself?" Magus asked, looking straight at Brian. "Like I already said, the fact that you realize your mistakes." Brian answered him, Magus looked at the ground again, this time he didn't cry, but appeared to be in deep taught. "Think about it." Brian said, smiled at Magus and helped him stand up. "I'll be going, it's your choice when to wake up, as long as you do, right?" "Alright." Magus said, and even managed a tiny smile. "Thanks." He softly whispered. Brian focussed and left, when he opened his eyes he was in the physical world again. Magus's body still looked the same, but Brian could feel that the shield dissapeared. He sat down and sighed relieved, now Frog had to do his job.
Brian sat next to the bed with Magus laying in it, his hand on the pale head and his eyes closed. Frog stood next to them. It was a week after they each returned to their own specific time, Petra would raise both Till and Maya. And Brian stayed in the castle, trying to probe Magus's mind. He did it almost 24 hours a day. "Sir Brian?" Frog asked, Brian opened his semi-black eyes. "Aren't thou going to rest?" "I can't rest until I found Magus's soul." Brian answered and yawned. "I can feel that he's still there, but he's hiding from me." "How dost thou mean, why is he hiding?" "I don't know, dark force can enlarge negative feeling in the heart, so maybe he's trying to hide that his dark side took over until his body is recovered." "I see, but. how dost thou know so much about wizardry? Thou arth a monk." Frog asked. "When Manoria cathedral, my previous home was attacked, the mystics didn't kill me because of my ability as well as my magical powers. They kept me imprisoned, and I read some minds to gain information to get out. I also stumbled on several usefull things about magic. I escaped a week before the kidnapping of queen Leene. Now if you'll excuse me." With that Brian closed his eyes again and put his attention back to Magus. After a while his hand started to glow, the light shot from his hand to his head and he seemed to have lost consiousness. He just sat there, his entire body numb, except for his hand, who seemed to be glued at the head.
Brian found himself in a desert, huge pillars of rocks between massive fields of sand. He knew it was the inner world of Magus, scarred and tortured just like his soul. "Hello?! Magus?!" The monk screamed, but there was no answer. He walked trough the barren landsape for a while, until he saw some figure sit on a ledge from one of the pillars. "Magus!" He yelled, and started to climb up. After some close calls and small ledges he finally reached the dark warlock. Magus didn't even turn around when Brian reached him, he just sat there, staring into the grey sky. "There you are, I almost thaught you were a goner." "What do you want?" Magus asked offensive, and Brian instantly knew he wasn't welcome. "I just wanted to know if you're alright. Your body is totally exhausted and we feared your mind was destroyed." "Now you know, leave." "But why? Do you want to stay in this god-forsaken place?" "If it keeps me away from all the hatred, fear and loathing, yes." "Are you saying the only reason you don't want to return is you don't want to be feared?" Brian asked surprised. "Yes, and because I don't have anybody who cares about me, someone who loves me despite my crimes. All I ever will encounter is terror, fear, loathing. Love, care and happiness isn't ment for me." "Magus. Is this what you tried to hide from the world? That you crave for loving just as much as anyone else?" Brian asked, Magus chukcled bitterly. "Did you find out all by yourself? Of course I crave for love, it's the only thing I'll never achieve though." "But you never will if you don't try." Brian said, this angered Magus. He shot to his feet, and looked at him with his red eyes boiling in rage. As on cue, the sky turned dark and thunder struck. "Do you really think I didn't try to find love?! All my life I seeked revenge for the creature that stole it from me! When I succeeded I did nothing more then finding it again!" He roared, completely shaking in rage, but his eyes said something different; loneliness and pain. "I'm sorry, it's just." Brian said, putting a hand on the quivering shoulder. "I too remember your misdeeds, I hated and feared you just as much as everyone else. But if you just give me a chance to meet your other side, maybe we can work this out." When he said that, the sky cleared a little, and Magus seemed to cool down and even smile a little. "Thanks." He said softly. And put his hand on Brian's shoulder. But his eyes flickered into hatred. "You sneaky weasel!" He hissed, and threw Brian away from him. Thunder struck again. The monk looked at Magus surprised, and then turned around to see the cause of his anger; Frog was walking in the desert, looking confused around him. "Holy Jezus, not now." Brian whispered to himself. "Magus please, let me explain."
"You don't have to explain!" Magus snarled, grabbed Brian by his throat and held him above the cliff. "I don't know why, but when your polluting the sanctuary of my mind with Frog's presence, you're up to no good." "Magus?" Frog said, watching above. "What arth thou doing? What might this eerie place be?" This enraged Magus beyond compare, he roared towards the ravaging sky, which represented his inner feelings. "This place is the inner world of my mind, the only place where no one hates me, until now." Magus spat at the knight. "Magus." Frog tried. "SHUT UP!!! Just. shut up! Leave me ALONE!!!" With that the warlock threw Brian of the cliff and out of his mind. With a gasp the monk realized he still sat in a chair next to the bed with Magus in it. His eyes were now closed, to make clear nobody was welcome anymore. When Brian turned around he saw Frog, holding his shoulder. He tried hard not to roast the amphibian on the spot, and he somehow managed to calmly talk to him. "Do you realize what you've done except for making all my work be in vain?!" He said to Frog trough clenched teeth. But he couldn't hold back much more. "You ruined a man's live! He didn't want to return because of the hatred! I tried to help him and would succeed you didn't show your green, frog-ass!!!" He raged, but he soon calmed down and plunged back in his chair, comlpetely exhausted of the outburst combined with the intense work he had done for the larger part of the week. "I'm sorry Frog. it just, when I was inside I could feel his emotions. Those were guilt, loneliness and self-loathing beyond compare. Those feelings are destroying him. And now he locked himself away from me." He continued and put his hands in his head. It felt like his brains were been replaced with huge boulders which were rolling back and forth everytime he moved. Frog noticed that. "It would be better if thou would take a rest, we will continue this tomorrow." He suggested, Brian tiredly nodded. "I guess so." He said and lay himself down on one of the other beds, he fell asleep without another word. Frog stood guard, he didn't know why, but it was the only thing he could do. Brian's ranting really made him thinking. Did he really did so much hurt to Magus? He taught the dark sorcerer was almost emotionless and enjoyed the fear he spread among the people. After a few hours Brian woke up. He immediately put his hand on Magus's head, he then sighed. "Now he's not only hiding, if I try to go there, a shield will throw me back quite painfull." He said, his voice having a hint of despair. Frog put a hand on his shoulder again. "If it makes thou any feel better, I am really sorry what I did, is there a way I can reverse my misdeeds?" "I'm sorry Frog, we can't do anything now, that shield of his is making it to dangerous for me to talk to him." Brian hung his head. " We just have to wait until the shield weakens, together with his mind." Brian sighed again and walked out of the knights' quarters. "You mind if I stay here a little longer?" "Ask the king and Queen, but I think it should be alright." Frog replied, the monk smiled slightly and left. Frog stood next to Magus's bed, guarding. and hoping.
Two weeks passed and Magus seemed to just waste away. His body was nothing more then skin and bones. "'tis not logical." Frog whispered next to the bed. "His body is degenerating to quickly." "Probably because the mind is wasting away to, that might speed up things a little." Brian said, drinking a cup of milk. He looked at Magus frowning. "Maybe, Frog do you know anyone he deeply cares about?" Brian asked Frog. "Yes, but it is a long story." "Don't worry, you don't have to tell it." Brian said and put his hand on Frog's head between his two huge eyes. "Try not to let your hatred seep over." He said and closed his eyes. After a few minutes he let go. "That clears things up a little, thank you Frog. Do you know a way to travel in time?" He then asked, almost cheerily. Frog looked at him with a questioning look. "Well do you?" "Well, Aya did give me that remote-control. The lass wanted to be the first to know if Magus woke up." "Good, try to head towards the dark ages and find Schala." Brian said, Frog just stared at him. "If his sister is here, he might want to wake up, you'll be a great help if you went searching for her." Frog stared at him, then slowly nodded. "I understand thine idea, but arth thou sure this will work?" "I hope so." Brian said, Frog hopped to the exit and looked around one more time. "Till we meet again." He said, Brian smile back. "Good my friend, may God help you on your quest." The monk replied and Frog left. Leaving him with Magus again. He put his hand on the pale head once more and focussed. Soon he was in some sort of darkness. This was the world between the physical world and the spirit world. Right before him was some sort of white shield. He touched it, but was immediately knocked back, his whole body filled with dark forces. He pushed himself on his knees, dark lightning spread across his body. He snarled all the curses his religion allowed and stood up again. "There goes nothing." Brian said and started to chant. Small lightning- bolts came from his fingertips and made their way to the shield, only to bounce of and almost hit the monk instead. "This isn't working, last chance." With that he prepared a spell, and all of a sudden lightning surrounded him like a shield. He took a deep breath, and proceeded towards the shield. Despite the countering shield it was painfull, but at least he wasn't knocked back. He managed to put his hand trough the shield, the pain grew, but he couldn't pull his hand back. Brian roared in shock, but brought up enough courage to grit his teeth and forced his entire body trough the shield. A blinding light encircled him, and then he was literally thrown in Magus's mind. He slowly got up and carefully looked around him, the whole place was crumbling apart, almost none of the stone pillars were standing anymore, and sand blew trough the desert just above Brian's knees. "Hello? Magus?!" Brian yelled, his voice having an eerie echo. "Where are you?" Then he noticed someone was behind him, and when he turned around the figure charged at him with a scythe. Magus fell down when Brian dodged his attack, but he instantly stood up and charged again. Brian was surprised how easy it was to just grab the weapon just beneath the blade and stop the assault. When he looked at Magus he saw that his soul looked just like his body in the other world, he only was transparant with it. When Brian looked into the red eyes, he saw they were filled with tears. "Magus? What are you doing to yourself?" Brian asked, Magus just fell to his knees, his weak soul being shook by noisy sobs. Brian put his hands on the quivering shoulders and knelt down himself. Not only to be face to face with the completely broken down sorcerer, but also because the feelings of guilt, pain, loneliness, despair and self-loathing were so intense that they almost rolled over him. "Why don't you just let me suffer in peace?" Magus asked, his voice sounding as weak and miserable as he looked. "The same reason you fought Latoya, to help my friends." Brian answered, there was a short, bitter chuckle. "Friends? Do you really think I have friends?" Magus said, with a bitter tone. "I'm the most feared creature in the world and you think someone cares about me?" "I know I do, and Frog to." Another chuckle. "Frog hates me more then anyone else, and I can't blame him. After all I did to him, I can only expect hate from him." "Then tell me.." Brian started. "If Frog hates you so much, then why is he trying to find Schala, to help me to save your soul?" He continued, Magus's body stopped shaking, and his tear-filled eyes looked up surprised. "Frog's looking for Schala? To help me?" He asked, Brian nodded. "He's on it right now. And he has great chance to succeed." To Brian's surprise there were more tears. "That means I have to face her." Magus trailed of. "How can she ever love me if she knows about my sins. She will hate me, and I don't want her to hate me, rather will I never see her again then let her carry the burden of having me as her brother." "Magus. I don't know much about her but I know she will love you no matter what, she's a wonderfull woman." "That's the point, I'm not worthy of being the brother of such a beautiful angel." Magus continued crying, Brian was desperate and was almost out of ideas. "Listen, you ARE worthy of being her brother, because different from other persons, you realize your mistakes. They might be terrible, but you realize that. That makes you special. I'm sure you will be forgiven for your sins, by Frog, Schala and God." "How can I ever be forgiven if I can't forgive myself?" Magus asked, looking straight at Brian. "Like I already said, the fact that you realize your mistakes." Brian answered him, Magus looked at the ground again, this time he didn't cry, but appeared to be in deep taught. "Think about it." Brian said, smiled at Magus and helped him stand up. "I'll be going, it's your choice when to wake up, as long as you do, right?" "Alright." Magus said, and even managed a tiny smile. "Thanks." He softly whispered. Brian focussed and left, when he opened his eyes he was in the physical world again. Magus's body still looked the same, but Brian could feel that the shield dissapeared. He sat down and sighed relieved, now Frog had to do his job.