Oh, how Elle hated cities. She'd traded her peaceful home in the Falwood for the busy streets and chattering mouths of the Allirian city, where her ears had never felt quite so delicate before, and the sun had never felt quite so harsh compared to the comforting canopy of her familiar woodland...
The night was steeped in the moon's glow when a rider clad in a black gown emerged into a clearing in a distant wood far from any settlement. The familiar trappings of the darkness were all present: chirp of cricket and hoot of owl punctuated the unsure hoof-steps of the horse that carried aloft...
Elle shook her head as Raphael mentioned the wound she had sustained. She didn't feel she had time to explain the intricacies of the magic that had occurred, especially not with his arm in such a state.
"I'm fine," she said. "You're the one with a broken arm. Here," she said, reaching into the...
She looked around for a few moments in vain to find Raphael, who had seemingly vanished. Calling out for him hadn't helped, either, and she began to resign quietly to the thought that he had perished while she had been under the trance to control the lake elemental. She was overcome with an...
Elle felt her cheeks heat up, tinged with the temperature of her rage that was impossible to conceal now. It seemed impossible to her that one could be so cruelly indifferent to what she had done, and under the pretense that it would be dangerous. How little she knew, Elle thought, that she...
Unbeknownst to Elle, the living flame had begun to feast on her spirit, the latent magical energy which resided within her. She was still commanding the elemental, an act of concentration which required all of her attention, as it took step after thundering step towards the maw of the...
Elle sat back on her legs, her mouth twitching slightly as the newly-healed Solitude met her rejuvenation not with gratitude or amazement, but instead veiled threats and and the beginning of a denial of the terms of their agreement. Elle was displeased, and though she was doomed to die and a...
As Raphael battled the tentacles, the elemental continued to lumber towards the source of the living flame, as many tentacles repeatedly were repelled by its watery shell. It was getting close now, perhaps only moments away from reaching the horror in the ground, but now that Elle was...
Elle gave Raphael a confident nod as he stood again. "Good," she said. "I have enough to deal with without having someone's death on my conscience. I'm afraid that I'll be having that anyway though, before too long, if beasts like these keep appearing on my account."
She turned and stepped...
The rain above felt good on her skin, cooling and refreshing after the blistering heat this entity had caused. It made sense that the lake responded to her incantation; the moon controlled the waves after all, though the reason why was beyond Elle. Though it seemed they at last had created a...
For a moment, she thought that he had a nice name at least, in the sense that perhaps he must have belonged to some upper echelon of society. Most mages did, didn't they? Who else was paying for their schooling? They couldn't all be witches raised in a remote cottage by their doomed-to-die...
The shriek sounded like something out of a nightmare, the type of noise one heard from only the darkest places of the world where no mortal dare tread. Elle's hair stood on end upon hearing it, her muscles tensing as if she were bracing for an incoming attack, though one never came. Their mount...
"...you’re not so arrogant to think that a God would be after you, right?“
Oh that you only knew, foolish boy...
Still, there was a certain truth to his suppositions and hypotheses: the fire was unlikely to function like a normal flame, unbound by the necessary elements of fuel and air to...
He may have been an idiot, she thought, but he was at least quick on his feet. Elle quickly spurred her mount on, building from a walk to a full gallop after a few moments. She could hear the mage casting spells at the growing fire behind them, which she turned back to look at after a moment to...
Taking in strangers always carried its own set of risks, but every time something had happened before, Elle had been protected by the lunar patron, usually with shielding magics or something else that would keep her safe in the face of danger, magic far beyond her own ability to use and that...
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