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*If you have yet to read the prologue or any of the previous chapters, please do so before reading this one! You will find the links in the description. Chapter VI The Guardian of Fire Koen practiced his fire spell for the rest of the day as they traveled. Well into the afternoon, he was finally able to create a small flame in the palm of his hand. Under Enira’s instruction, he played with it: making it bigger and smaller, moving it around, changing its shape, and extinguishing it completely. Eventually, the surroundings became less like rolling grasslands and increasingly more like a coniferous forest as they approached the mounta

*If you have yet to read the prologue or any of the previous chapters, please do so before reading this one! You will find the links in the description. Chapter V Secret Ally They walked in darkness, headed toward the mountain range. Tired beyond belief, sore from the battle with the dragon, and slightly hung over, neither of them felt much like heading off to free the Guardian of Fire at that moment. However, after practically being kicked out of the city, the only other thing they could do was move on, headed south-westward. “Who do you think it was that saved me?” Koen asked Enira. “I’m not certain. I suppose

*If you have yet to read the prologue or any of the previous chapters, please do so before reading this one! You will find the links in the description. Chapter IV Meant to Die They continued southward, toward their destination. Now that the storm passed, the air was much clearer than before and mountains were visible far too the south. Even with a blue veil covering them, their prominent beauty struck Koen and left a lasting impression. “So, how much farther to the volcano?” Koen asked. “It should take us about four more days.” Koen groaned, growing ever wearier of Enira’s decision to adhere to pedestrian

*If you have yet to read the prologue or either of the previous chapters, please do so before reading this one! You will find the links in the description. Chapter III The Other Half of the Plan Koen woke with a start again the next morning. This time, he dreamt that he fought with Relle, but she pulled out a knife and stabbed him. “Are you okay?” Enira asked, again. Koen nodded his head which reawakened the headache within. “Okay,” said Enira. “Well, we are a little behind schedule, so we have a long day of trying to play catch-up.” “Great,” said Koen, clutching his head. “As soon

*If you have yet to read the prologue or chapter I, please do so before reading this chapter! You will find links in the description. Chapter II Not Evil, Just Unfortunate One final nightmare caused Koen to sit up abruptly the next morning after displaying a terrible scenario in which he died. After realizing he was safe in bed with no immediate danger around him, his breath and heart rate returned to normal. He took a deep breath and wiped sweat off of his forehead, suddenly remembering that he was supposed to meet Enira soon. His stomach lurched at the thought and he dropped back down in bed. He was excited to be able to get Elvin back&

*If you have yet to read the prologue, please do so before reading this chapter! You will find a link in the description. Chapter I Time Corrupts All Stories Enira leaned over the side of a small passenger ship, staring at her reflection in the water as her long, brown hair whipped around in the breeze. Mostly, her image was the same as always, reflecting back the likeness of her delicate, fair face and gentle green eyes. Her armored clothing and the sword sticking out from behind her clearly gave her the appearance of a warrior and her translucent wings folded neatly down on her back let all passersby know she was a Faerie. Some things a

 Three moons shined brightly in the sky on a warm, late-summers night. Waves splashed rhythmically on rocky island shores far from any other populated area. On that island existed a magnificent castle inhabited by those known as the Guardians, the protectors of the world. The transcendent structure was a sight to see. Not even illuminated properly, the outline of the castle against the night sky was breathtaking. The massive white towers stretched toward the stars. Hundreds of windows gave off a warm glow, completing a peaceful scene. The silhouette of a hooded, black-winged woman named Kahla blemished the radiance of a silvery moon as she