Chapter 3- Floating
"The magic is in you, it lives in your heart. All that you'll ever need to know will come to you..."
A tall man, cloaked in flowing blue robes beckoned to me. I ran towards him. For someone that I never knew, I was somehow attached to him. He stood, his back to me now, his face concealed away into eh shadows.
"Eriol. You are a very special boy. You will soon play an essential role in the dynasty of magic," he spoke.
"What?" I gaped.
He turned to me, half of his face peering from the darkness. He was a peaceful looking man, with spectacles, and hair that was tied back. I was awed at his almost magical and majestic appearance. He smiled back at me, his face reassuring.
"You will know soon young Eriol. But for now, rest, live, and learn."
He started to shift back, further and further away, getting swallowed in the misty veil. I ran after him, but now matter how much I pushed myself, I felt as though I was being pushed back. After one last attempt, I let go, and let my body fall. To my surprise, I did not collapse. Instead, I felt as though I was floating through soft, tender clouds. Petals streamed through the air, as I was descending. I took hold of one, and examined it dreamily. It was a light pink hue and soft in my hand. It looked like a cherry blossom...
"The magic is in you, it lives in your heart. All that you'll ever need to know will come to you..."
A tall man, cloaked in flowing blue robes beckoned to me. I ran towards him. For someone that I never knew, I was somehow attached to him. He stood, his back to me now, his face concealed away into eh shadows.
"Eriol. You are a very special boy. You will soon play an essential role in the dynasty of magic," he spoke.
"What?" I gaped.
He turned to me, half of his face peering from the darkness. He was a peaceful looking man, with spectacles, and hair that was tied back. I was awed at his almost magical and majestic appearance. He smiled back at me, his face reassuring.
"You will know soon young Eriol. But for now, rest, live, and learn."
He started to shift back, further and further away, getting swallowed in the misty veil. I ran after him, but now matter how much I pushed myself, I felt as though I was being pushed back. After one last attempt, I let go, and let my body fall. To my surprise, I did not collapse. Instead, I felt as though I was floating through soft, tender clouds. Petals streamed through the air, as I was descending. I took hold of one, and examined it dreamily. It was a light pink hue and soft in my hand. It looked like a cherry blossom...