Chapter 1
It was late in the morning when Jolin entered the main hall. Despite how much time had passed since breakfast, many students were milling around the main room of the Turlan College. Although only the sons and daughters of the richest nobility in all of the lands, others could also attend if they proved themselves worthy. This was the case with Jolin, who had shown his prowess since he was nearing 5 years of age, and he had the ability to control objects with his mind. This was not the least of his strange gift, however, as he would learn through the course of his life. Now, he was 19, and his ability was beginning to be uncontrollable and random.
"Jo," called a familiar voice from a table fifteen feet away. Jolin walked over to find his best friend, Lee, drinking a cup of coffee and trying to cram as many notes as he could into his head for his exam that would begin in less than a score. While Jolin was tall and skinny, with a fair face and a well-kept haircut, Lee was short and strong, and very good at fighting, though he sported the scars of his training.
"You know, Lee," Jolin began, "you really shouldn't leave all your studying for the last score before the exam."
As Lee prepared to rebuke with his own remark, Daisa arrived at the table. Not wanting to do something stupid in front of his crush, Lee quickly shut his mouth as he noticed her approach. She had a slim body, and, as she sat down, her long flowing black hair drooped in front of her beautiful blue eyes. Jolin noticed this, and pushed her hair back with his hand so that it didn't block her view. At this, she blushed and Lee was caught with a strange feeling, was it resentment? He was unsure though he knew hat might be the case. Lee wasn't very sure of his feelings often, and less sure what to make of them. One thing he was sure of, though, and that was his feelings for Daisa. Ever since he began studying at Turlan, he had been in love with everything that comprised this fair young woman. He knew, however, that she could never be his because of her feelings for Jolin. Jolin was absolutely oblivious to all of this as it went on around him.
"Hey, Daisa," Jolin said.
"Hey Jo," Daisa replied, in her most seductive voice. Jolin, however, had set to the task of refilling his cup of coffee and didn't notice her. Embarrassed, Daisa sat down and placed her notes in front of her face so that her embarrassment might not be realized by anyone.
"Hi, Daisa," Lee whispered, unable to do anything else in her presence.
She turned on him, angry now because of her rejection by Jolin. "Go to hell," she angrily replied, leaving him speechless almost to the point of tears at this simple rejection that meant so much to him. He would have run away right then if not for a sound of pain coming from Jolin. As they turned to him, they noticed that in their argument the table was flipped over, everything was on end and Jolin was covered in coffee.
"I, I don't know what happened," he blurted out. He was apparently in shock, and they had to do something quickly. Forgetting their previous scuffle, they immediately rushed him to the infirmary. As they took off his hot clothing, Daisa couldn't help but notice how strong his body appeared. How this could happen, she was not sure.
"Shoo, Shoo," the nurse said, pushing them out of the room, "I must examine him, and this room is very small, if u would just," she shut the door as they walked out, "Thank you. Now where were we? How did you get yourself into this predicament, master Jolin?" When she got no answer from him, she realized that he was still in shock. As she looked closer, she noticed that his eyes had dilated, and that his muscles were tense. I have never seen this before, she thought to herself, I should let him rest here while I call the Lord.Before she could finish her thought, Jolin rose up in the sick bed, breathing heavily and clutching at the bedposts. The door then burst open, and in came the head of the school, Lord Markalion. Without a word, the nurse jumped aside as he came to Jolin's bedside. One look from the Lord told her that she should leave the room. After she did so, Lord Markalion began uttering a series of words under his breath, while extending his arms over Jolin. Soon, a blue light covered Jolin and he began to relax. His eyes went back to normal, his muscles released their tension, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Heaving a sigh of a mixture of relief and exertion, he stood up and left from the room. He told the nurse that she might return to Jolin's side and to alert him if anything came up. Nothing did, and when Jolin awoke the next day he found Daisa at his bedside, and she was like nothing he had ever seen before. This one day he noticed a beauty in his friend that he had never seen before, and he said to her "Daisa, you are remarkably beautiful."
At this she laughed, and replied with "O, Jolin, you must still be delirious."
But Jolin took her hand in a firm yet careful grasp and said "Not this day, my dear Daisa," and her heart was filled with joy. Though the last thing she wanted was for this moment to end, he could not keep up his strength after what happened the day before, and he fell back into the bed.
"Take care, Jolin, you are still sick," she said, and she took a washcloth and wiped his forehead clean, since he had begun to sweat at this exertion of his remaining strength.
"Stay by my side, Daisa, and keep my hand in yours. He looked into her eyes, and she was filled with happiness like nothing she had experienced before. Again, she wished for this moment never to end but, alas, it had to, and because of this strength he used he began to drift towards sleep. Before he did so, he noticed the bags under her eyes and asked "Daisa, you look so tired, have you not slept?"
"I have been at your side since your fit yesterday, my dear Jolin, and I wish to stay here still."
"Please, use your senses, Daisa," he replied, "and get some sleep. You must be exhausted." At this he rose and kissed her, and warmth filled her that she hoped would never leave. "I will live on, Daisa, do not fret over my condition. Please get some rest, so that when I get better we might talk of what is to be."
At the utterance of these words, he lost any sense of strength he had and fell into sleep. She smiled at him for some time, admiring his fair features and his strong body. She had to leave, though, and kissed him on the lips before leaving the room and walking joyfully to her dorm room, where she sat on her bed and thought for a time of what had happened in the past day. Eventually though, in her joy, she was struck with a fit of tiredness and lied down, wishing to think more about the day but already falling into sleep.
It was late in the morning when Jolin entered the main hall. Despite how much time had passed since breakfast, many students were milling around the main room of the Turlan College. Although only the sons and daughters of the richest nobility in all of the lands, others could also attend if they proved themselves worthy. This was the case with Jolin, who had shown his prowess since he was nearing 5 years of age, and he had the ability to control objects with his mind. This was not the least of his strange gift, however, as he would learn through the course of his life. Now, he was 19, and his ability was beginning to be uncontrollable and random.
"Jo," called a familiar voice from a table fifteen feet away. Jolin walked over to find his best friend, Lee, drinking a cup of coffee and trying to cram as many notes as he could into his head for his exam that would begin in less than a score. While Jolin was tall and skinny, with a fair face and a well-kept haircut, Lee was short and strong, and very good at fighting, though he sported the scars of his training.
"You know, Lee," Jolin began, "you really shouldn't leave all your studying for the last score before the exam."
As Lee prepared to rebuke with his own remark, Daisa arrived at the table. Not wanting to do something stupid in front of his crush, Lee quickly shut his mouth as he noticed her approach. She had a slim body, and, as she sat down, her long flowing black hair drooped in front of her beautiful blue eyes. Jolin noticed this, and pushed her hair back with his hand so that it didn't block her view. At this, she blushed and Lee was caught with a strange feeling, was it resentment? He was unsure though he knew hat might be the case. Lee wasn't very sure of his feelings often, and less sure what to make of them. One thing he was sure of, though, and that was his feelings for Daisa. Ever since he began studying at Turlan, he had been in love with everything that comprised this fair young woman. He knew, however, that she could never be his because of her feelings for Jolin. Jolin was absolutely oblivious to all of this as it went on around him.
"Hey, Daisa," Jolin said.
"Hey Jo," Daisa replied, in her most seductive voice. Jolin, however, had set to the task of refilling his cup of coffee and didn't notice her. Embarrassed, Daisa sat down and placed her notes in front of her face so that her embarrassment might not be realized by anyone.
"Hi, Daisa," Lee whispered, unable to do anything else in her presence.
She turned on him, angry now because of her rejection by Jolin. "Go to hell," she angrily replied, leaving him speechless almost to the point of tears at this simple rejection that meant so much to him. He would have run away right then if not for a sound of pain coming from Jolin. As they turned to him, they noticed that in their argument the table was flipped over, everything was on end and Jolin was covered in coffee.
"I, I don't know what happened," he blurted out. He was apparently in shock, and they had to do something quickly. Forgetting their previous scuffle, they immediately rushed him to the infirmary. As they took off his hot clothing, Daisa couldn't help but notice how strong his body appeared. How this could happen, she was not sure.
"Shoo, Shoo," the nurse said, pushing them out of the room, "I must examine him, and this room is very small, if u would just," she shut the door as they walked out, "Thank you. Now where were we? How did you get yourself into this predicament, master Jolin?" When she got no answer from him, she realized that he was still in shock. As she looked closer, she noticed that his eyes had dilated, and that his muscles were tense. I have never seen this before, she thought to herself, I should let him rest here while I call the Lord.Before she could finish her thought, Jolin rose up in the sick bed, breathing heavily and clutching at the bedposts. The door then burst open, and in came the head of the school, Lord Markalion. Without a word, the nurse jumped aside as he came to Jolin's bedside. One look from the Lord told her that she should leave the room. After she did so, Lord Markalion began uttering a series of words under his breath, while extending his arms over Jolin. Soon, a blue light covered Jolin and he began to relax. His eyes went back to normal, his muscles released their tension, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Heaving a sigh of a mixture of relief and exertion, he stood up and left from the room. He told the nurse that she might return to Jolin's side and to alert him if anything came up. Nothing did, and when Jolin awoke the next day he found Daisa at his bedside, and she was like nothing he had ever seen before. This one day he noticed a beauty in his friend that he had never seen before, and he said to her "Daisa, you are remarkably beautiful."
At this she laughed, and replied with "O, Jolin, you must still be delirious."
But Jolin took her hand in a firm yet careful grasp and said "Not this day, my dear Daisa," and her heart was filled with joy. Though the last thing she wanted was for this moment to end, he could not keep up his strength after what happened the day before, and he fell back into the bed.
"Take care, Jolin, you are still sick," she said, and she took a washcloth and wiped his forehead clean, since he had begun to sweat at this exertion of his remaining strength.
"Stay by my side, Daisa, and keep my hand in yours. He looked into her eyes, and she was filled with happiness like nothing she had experienced before. Again, she wished for this moment never to end but, alas, it had to, and because of this strength he used he began to drift towards sleep. Before he did so, he noticed the bags under her eyes and asked "Daisa, you look so tired, have you not slept?"
"I have been at your side since your fit yesterday, my dear Jolin, and I wish to stay here still."
"Please, use your senses, Daisa," he replied, "and get some sleep. You must be exhausted." At this he rose and kissed her, and warmth filled her that she hoped would never leave. "I will live on, Daisa, do not fret over my condition. Please get some rest, so that when I get better we might talk of what is to be."
At the utterance of these words, he lost any sense of strength he had and fell into sleep. She smiled at him for some time, admiring his fair features and his strong body. She had to leave, though, and kissed him on the lips before leaving the room and walking joyfully to her dorm room, where she sat on her bed and thought for a time of what had happened in the past day. Eventually though, in her joy, she was struck with a fit of tiredness and lied down, wishing to think more about the day but already falling into sleep.