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CHAPTER 1
“So…” Eche said, looking on the pile of books. “Is this the only thing I’ll get to do for today as well? You know what? I’m extremely bored.”
“I know.” Carmisan said, checking his nails. “Believe me, it isn’t that much fun to be forced to clean up everything. Make the beds, clean out the stables, take care of him or her, do that, do that…”
Eche smiled at him.
“Maybe we can switch. You can read, huh?”
“Nope. Definitely not, I don’t need it, do I?”
“Maybe not.” Eche said and walked away to the window. She saw the small road, the fields, the sea and the walls. Beside the sun, she saw two half-moons.
“Carmisan, don’t you have things to do?”
“Eh…”
He looked confused for a while.
“No, I don’t think so… Maybe… Did I… yes, I did. See ya!” he said and quickly ran out of the door. She closed it after him and sat down on the bed. She didn’t want to read the books. She wanted to run, simply run away and simply come back say hello now and then…maybe… She smiled and dreamed away. To places that needed help, where she came and offered her rather magical skills to sort things out. Although, she never succeeded to find out how she would defeat the things threatening people, neither why it did it or who it was… She found it frustrating. She looked on the window again, seeing her plant didn’t feel so good. She sang, quietly, and wished it to grow again. She walked out of the room. Down the stairs, stared back at the paintings, sang to the plants, gave the library and the readers a bored look and went out in the garden. Same old flowers. She wondered if they were real, she’d never seen them bad or anything. All that happened was that they disappeared in winter. She had a feeling she wanted to sing them into disappearing, but she didn’t do a thing. She looked at the gate. A mudokon. Dark, robed, wearing a hood and holding a black staff with a lot of magical runes on it. Eche was just about to wonder who he was, until he took the hood off. A giant piece of ice appeared in her stomach. She looked at herself. Older, changed, but herself. The one at the gate smiled at her, a sad smile. She put the hood back on and disappeared out of the small village. Eche looked at the gate. She’d seen such things before, but they were never like this. She’d never been awake when it happened before.
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