Fantasy Story Capter 3

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Chapter 3

Zane woke to Ed shaking him awake. He snapped open his eyes and looked around; it was still dark.

“It’s still dark out. Let me sleep,” he groggily said.

“We need to go. Now! Gadyar has sent out soldiers to go searching for you. You may be good with that sword, but you’re still no match for hundreds of armed soldiers. Let’s go.”

“Fine.”

They rapidly grabbed all their gear and ran into the woods. They ran until sunup. Finally, they stopped.

“It looks like we can’t take a direct route to the castle. They will definitely be guarding the roads. If we travel through the forest, we will reach the castle in around six days assuming no further complications. For now though, I will teach you a spell that will be useful. I couldn’t use it myself as I am not a half wizard, but I spent a lot of time learning about magic and can easily teach you. This spell will be a simple masking spell that should make our gear and us invisible. You will have to speak words from the ancient language of magic itself, like we did at the fire place. This time, however, the words are Factus latet.”

Zane instantly understood the words’ meaning. He remembered in summoning the sword that he spoke some words as well. Maybe that was a spell too. He chose not to tell Ed yet because he didn’t want to be embarrassed.

“Now, practice. You need to picture us disappearing as you speak the words. Never speak them without the intent of a spell as it could cause magic to escape. Now picture us disappearing and speak the words.”

Zane followed the instructions exactly as told and soon felt the magic wash over him. He knew that the spell had worked without even needing to look for Ed. He suddenly felt something on his back as a disembodied voice spoke.

“Well done. I didn’t think it would go that well on the first try. It took me a while to find you. We should proceed through the forest masked. This guise should help us in hunting; We need food. Also you should practice with sword fighting. That sword may amplify your abilities, but you should still be well trained in all kinds of combat. Your first practice will be to go get us some food without using your sword. Use you hands, traps, my dagger, or whatever else you come up with. Now go.”

Ed took Zane’s sword and sent him away. Zane wandered into the forest a bit and came across a deer drinking from a river. He tiptoed up to it and drew the dagger. Just as he was about to attack, snap, he broke a twig and the deer ran. He tried again and again, but still succeeded in catching nothing. After numerous failed attempts, Zane started to get frustrated. He tried to collect his thoughts and was preparing to summon a bow when he felt the presence again.

“I was wondering when you would start getting frustrated. I influenced Eduarow to send you out on this difficult task. He doesn’t know the half of how to train a wizard. To train a wizard, you must let the wizard learn on his own. You must show him hardship and have him overcome it. You however have been rushed into this, and already know some spells. If you want to be a fully trained wizard, you must allow the spells to come to you. You can use them as much as you want after that. Now you must resume your task, and don’t use a spell unless it enters your head as the only option. Also, the road to my dwelling is guarded heavily. Your only hope is to travel through the dust sea and approach my castle from behind. I fear our enemy has a warlock among him. I won’t be able to contact you again until you reach me. Tell Eduarow all I have told you and he will understand. If you need some extra help from now on, track down my associate in the town of Jerfud. He will help you. Goodbye.”

Zane felt the presence leave his head. That sure was a lot of knowledge he had received. He decided to do what the voice said, and resumed in his hunting task. Eventually night came, but Zane kept on trying. Finally, he spotted a small rabbit sitting in some brush and decided to pounce on it. Just before he did however, he felt some words enter his head. He instantly sensed their meaning to bend flame to his will. He focused on the rabbit and spoke the words.

“Flammam Parere”

The ground under the rabbit was set aflame. The rabbit almost instantly died and was cooked as well. Zane retrieved the rabbit and was about to return to camp when he saw a bright flash of light and heard a scream. He ran back to camp as fast as he could, completely forgetting about the rabbit. He arrived to see a bunch of soldiers looting their camp. He also saw someone dressed quite peculiarly. He was wearing a dark brown robe and was carrying a staff. This must have been the warlock. Zane remained hidden in the bushes. He considered using the hiding spell, but remembered that the voice had told him not to use it.

He remained crouching in the bushes while he snuck back into the forest. As soon as he was out of sight, he ran as fast as he could. He blazed through the forest, leaving Ed behind. He couldn't believe Ed was dead. Suddenly, he heard something. Looking around, he saw a soldier pursuing him. He started to run even faster. He jumped over roots, ducked under branches, and evaded the soldier at every opportunity. He looked back to check how far ahead he was, when the ground was pulled out from under him. He had tripped over a root.

The soldier arrived before Zane had a chance to get back up. He grabbed Zane by the shoulder and yanked him to his feet. He tied up Zane and started marching him back to camp. When they arrived, the warlock cast a spell on Zane and the world faded into oblivion.

He awoke to the voice speaking in his head once again. “It is a shame that happened to Eduarow. Luckily for you, they wanted you alive. I know I said not to accept outside help, but this is life or death. If no spells come to you in a time of need, then use one you already know. You will lose some of your training, but it will be worth it. Also, always try to use spells you learned by yourself before you try a different one. You will still need my help to escape. Allow me to fully enter you mind so I can persevere your surroundings better. Clear your mind and look around the room; I will do the rest.”

As suddenly as it arrived, the presence vanished. Zane took the instructions into heart and followed them. As he complied, he recognized the room. He almost always arrived here in the dreams. He almost never came out.

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Fantasy Novel Chapter 2

Welcome back guys. I've been working on this while still waiting for comment on Silvius' story. You can find it here: Silvius' Story.  If you want to read the first chapter of this Fantasy novel here: Fantasy Novel Chapter 1. Thank you and enjoy.
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Gadyar and Ed walked into the corner and started conversing. Zane couldn’t hear what they said, but he got the feeling that it wasn’t good. After a while, they came back and took him upstairs like nothing happened. They entered a big, empty room. That’s when it happened again. He had a flashback to his dreams. They were going to do a test of magical ability. This must have been what the conversation was about.

“We’re going to test you for magical ability,” Gadyar said, right on cue. “This normally doesn’t happen, but because of your performance in the vision, we think it’s necessary. If you pass this test, you will forgo all others.”

“What will we do?” Zane asked even though he had a good idea already.

“You will lie down on the ground and focus on a weapon of your choice. It can look like whatever you want and be whatever type of weapon you want. If you are magical enough, then the weapon will appear and never leave your side. Half wizards are rare, so a summoning hasn’t happened in over a millenia. However, you will still be trained with this weapon, and will never use any other.”

Zane followed the instructions as the dream faded from his memory. When he attempted to picture the weapon however, he was at a loss. He tried to remember what he pictured in the dream, but he couldn’t. He had no training in fighting whatsoever, so he had no preference. He decided he would just close his eyes and let the image come to him. Numerous images flashed through his mind, but none seemed right. Until a image of a highly ordained sword appeared. It was made of a shiny metal that he intuitively knew to be stronger than any mortal one. The hilt was inlayed with all sorts of gems. He got the feeling that this was an ancient weapon designed for him specifically. Suddenly, he heard a voice in his head.

“You can sense the power?” The voice intruded. It sounded more ancient and wise than anything he had ever heard. He didn’t want to speak aloud, so he attempted to answer with his mind.

“Yes,” he thought, and was startled when the voice answered.

“I thought you might. I sent this image of the blade to you to see if you could recognize it. The tests Gadyar had planned for you will prove nothing if you can produce this blade. It has been lost to the ages for uncountable eons. Since before the great war. You must focus on the image, and then say the words I send to your head. Understood?”

“Yes, but who or what are you?”

“I can’t tell you now, but all will be revealed in due time. After Gadyar accepts you, you will go to train with the soilders. I will tell you what to do from there when I contact you again.”

Suddenly, the presence vanished. Zane was left with only the image and the words, alva cal. He attempted to follow the instructions, so he focused on the image until he could resolve it in great detail. The hilt was carved with engravings of dragons. The blade itself had ilegible characters older than time itself. He felt the power of the blade rush through him as he spoke the words.

“Alva cal”

His eyes snapped open against his own discretion. A blinding light flashed through the room. The light went out. The only thing left in the room, was the sword and Zane. He looked around, but saw no one. He was quite startled, but shook it off, walked over, and picked up the sword. He felt the incredible power of the sword wash through him once again. He got the feeling that he shouldn’t carry the sword out in the open, so he sheathed it. He walked over to the door, but before he could reach it, Gadyar walked in. Gadyar failed to notice him, and walked into the room along with Ed.

“Where did he go?” Gadyar asked.

“The magic might have ate away at his body completely,” Ed responded.

“Well, I guess that means no cleanup.”

“Yea, but I had such high hopes that he would be the one.”

That’s when Zane walked out from behind the door.

“What are you guys talking about?” he asked.

“What are you doing here?! We thought you died. It’s been over a day.”

“What do you mean. I pictured the weapon, and summoned it.”

“The feat of magic must have drained you, but if you summoned it, then let us see it.”

Zane set his hand on the hilt of the sword, and once again felt the power rush through him. He drew the blade.

“Is that—”

“It is.”

“But it can’t be. That weapon is just a legend.”

“You said I could picture whatever weapon I wanted.”

“Yes, but...but let me hold it. Verify its authenticity.”

Zane sensed that Gadyar had bad intentions, and allowing the blade to enter his hands would be a bad idea.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Zane said.

“Why not. I am the one who will host you. Train you. It would be common courtesy!”

The voice came to him again. All time froze, and he was left with only the voice.  “I was wondering when you would wake up. It has been a day as they said. You must not allow Gadyar to get the weapon at all costs. He will use it to take over all of Algasia. I can’t believe I didn’t see if before. A dark power has corrupted his mind, and he will stop at nothing to win. He is the great evil you have come here to destroy. Take Ed. He swore an oath to protect you, and he will. You must learn how to use the sword. As I’m sure you guessed, it is not an ordinary sword. You must figure out most of the secrets yourself, but I will tell you this. The sword will guide your movements, and requires very little training. Let it take hold when you fight, but maintain power over it or you will corrupt. Now I will unfreeze time. You must seek me at the castle you saw in the vision. Ed will know how to get there. Now go.”

Time snapped back. Gadyar started getting more and more angry.

“Give me the sword!” he yelled.

Zane charged at him and slashed. He felt the sword guiding his movements as the voice had said. But Gadyar seemed invincible. He would not go down. Zane gave up with the fruitless attempt, and snatched Ed.

“Go, GO!” he screamed.

He led Ed outside the house, where they were greeted by a group of soldiers. Zane attacked with the sword like there was no tomorrow. He slashed, stabbed, parried, and dodged. The soldiers put up little resistance. Zane and Ed ran out of the town and down the road. They didn’t stop until they reached the cover of the forest.

“What happened?” Ed asked, gasping for breath.

“Gadyar has been possessed. He is the evil I am hear to fight. He wanted the blade. We need to get to the castle.”

“You’ll have to be more specific.”

“The one we saw in the vision. Someone there contacted me, and told me to come there. They also told me about this sword, and Gadyar.”

“Okay. Now calm down. We can make camp here for the night, and continue to the castle in the morning. I will also try to train you in magic as we travel, but for now, have a good night’s sleep. You’ll need it.”

Zane made a bed out of some pine needles lying nearby and was soon asleep.

Silvius' Story Pt5

Welcome back guys. It's been awhile, but I'm back to writing again. If your not caught up then read Pts 1, 2, 3, and 4 here.
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...but I went with him anyway. I instantly became an eagle, but Grudle seemed to stall.

"It has been a long time since I have used my power." he said, "I need to get a feel for it again. Pretty soon I should be able to use magic without effort."

That's when I realized that magic had, in fact, become easier. I don't even think I said anything the last couple times I morphed. Before long Grudle was an eagle too, and we took off into the valley. We flew for a very long time until Grudle set down. I joined him.

"We should rest here," he told me. "It's a long hard flight over open ground to the wizard training area. If we stopped there we would instantly be found by the king's many scouts."

We stopped there and made camp. He didn't know fire magic and wanted me to practice some more, so I lit the fire. It was the first time I summoned fire since the battle, but it was very easy. Then we went out and hunted for food. With our combined magic, we easily brought down a deer. We brought it back to camp and ate dinner. Grudle was smart and smoked some deer so we could have food on our way. Eventually, we went to sleep, ready to fly in the morning.

I woke to Grudle shaking me awake. He said we had to leave while it was still dark, so off we went. This time I was sure I didn't say anything to morph. We left the valley and flew over a great grassland that soon gave way to desert. We caught our first glimpse of soldiers a little over an hour into our voyage. They had no reason to suspect some birds, so we flew without bothering to hide. I slowly entered a trance-like state as we flew over the desert.

I was snapped back to reality when I felt a searing pain in my left wing. Some soldiers were hunting for dinner, and they shot me. The pain was very distracting as I spiraled downward, and a felt myself become normal. I hit the ground just as I fully morphed and heard the soldiers coming to get their meal. I was too weak to move when they appeared.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here," they said, "Come to steal our food have you?"

I looked at myself, and saw there was no blood, only pain.

"Are you deaf!" they yelled, "What are you doing here?"

I couldn't think of anything to say, and they just took me hostage.

"Already stole our food," I head one soldier say, "I think we should kill him."

"Wait," the other soldier said, "We should test him for magical aptitude first. King's rules."

"Oh all right, but hurry up."

The soldiers set me on the ground and but a weird black rock on my chest. The rock slowly turned bright white.

"Wow!" the first soldier said, "He has more aptitude than most."

"Well then let's take him to the academy. Maybe we'll get a good size reward this time."

They drugged me, and marched me back to their horses. I tried to become an insect, but the words wouldn't come. We spent many days getting there when it would've taken me a few hours. When we finally reached the academy. They took me to one of the trainers.

"We found this guy stealing a bird we shot down," they stated, "We tested him and found a surprising aptitude."

"You idiots," the trainer yelled, "He didn't steal your food, he was your food. He has been trained already. I can sense two elements in him right know. Take him to the quarters and we'll find out who trained him."

They marched me down to the quarters, that looked more like a prison, and put me in my own little cell. I had gotten my wits about me a bit more and tried again to morph out of their grasp. I felt the works coming to turn into a mosquito, but when I spoke them a torch over to the side flickered. I got the words coming, but not the right ones. Luckily the guards didn't notice, and just threw me into my cell. They also threw some food in.

I didn't eat right away and instead focused on the words. The right ones still wouldn't come and I was very hungry. I ate a bit of the disgusting slop, and then the words slipped away! They had drugged the food. I vowed not to eat until I could leave, but it was too late. Someone was coming for me. They took me out of my cell and down to a interrogation room.

"We know someone trained you," the man barked, "If you will just tell us who, then we will train you even more. You will learn the other magics that you haven't been taught yet. You will also get a familiar to be your pet."

That's when I remembered Nova could still save me. I didn't have access to the words yet, but I could always call him. I focused on Nova and imagined him appearing. A small blaze started in the corner and Nova appeared.

"You already have a familiar I see.  Well, we can still teach y—"

He was cut off by Nova swooping at his head. Nova's talons raked across his skull, and he started bleeding. We rushed out the door and into a hallway. We reached a fork. There were a couple soldiers blocking the way to free the wizards, but the way to the door was clear. I looked left. I looked right. I couldn't decide. Another soldier started rushing at me from behind. I had to choose...
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A decision yet again for you readers. Should Silvius go to rescue the wizards, or escape. Let me know in the comments as well as give me feedback, and I'll be back for Pt6 soon.

What Happens Next: Silvius' Story Pt4

Welcome back. Again I asked you a question and you responded. If you're not caught up with the story so far, read Parts 1, 2, and 3 here.
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Forget running, I thought while charging into battle, words on my tongue. I spoke one and a flaming suit of armor surrounded me. I spoke another and my phoenix appeared at my side. I reached the man and chopped at the soldiers with my flaming sword. The first one was surprised as he was attacked, but that gave the others time to prepare. They backed away and then ran out of the tower. It was clear I intimidated them. I dismissed the armor, felling very tired when I heard the man scream out. The first soldier attacked him with his dying breath.

I rushed to the man's side, and tried to summon some fire to cauterize his wound, but nothing was coming. The man started to rasp, "You won't be able to summon fire no matter how hard you try. *cough* You wasted your magical energy fighting the solders. It will take a while to recuperate. *cough* I am beyond healing. *cough* Go to my friend on top of Mt. Kutachi. Tell him I sent you. *cough* He will be able to teach you in earth magic. *cough* Nova will lead you there. *cough**cough* Don't come back for me. *cough**cough* Tell him my name is V—"

He passed out. I felt for a pulse but couldn't find one. I knew I had only known him for a day, but I felt like it was all my life. I swore I would avenge his death. I rapidly ran out over the windowsill, and morphed into an eagle. Nova joined me at my side. He flew ahead of me and lead me into the twisting mountain range. We flew for hours, leaving me plenty of time to think about what happened. Fortunately, flying has a way of taking your mind off things. Finally, we reached the mountain. Nova came to rest on top of a small ledge in a cave. I changed back into myself, and Nova came and perched on my shoulder.

We walked into the cave. It grew darker, but not that dark as we wound our way down. I realized Nova was lighting it up. We reached what looked like a more civilized part of the cave and slowly walked into a huge room. I walked into the room and over a huge pile of boulders. It looked like no one had lived there in over a century, and it had caved in. I suddenly heard a rumbling noise being me, but before I could turn around I was snatched into the air. I looked up and saw a hulking giant behind me.

"Who are you?" he asked in a slow lumbering voice.

"My name is Silvius. I was rescued from the king when I discovered my powers by a man who lived in a tower. He trained me in fire magic, and said you could train me in earth with his dying breath."

"He is not my friend. He neglected me to my curse for years. Now he wants my help. I will train you in earth, but only if you promise to attempt to break my curse."

"I promise."

"Very well."

He lifted me higher up to his face. Then, he swallowed me! I fell down through his mouth and came to rest on a little island. I heard someone say hello, and I saw them walk out of the shadows.

"My name is Grudle. I was cursed into this body many years ago. Let us begin our training."

I heard the language wash over me again, but this time Grudle didn't say anything. It took about two minutes, and then we were done.

"Now, can I leave?" I asked Grudle

"You tell me," he responded, "If you bust out we are both free. If you don't you're trapped here forever."

I was quite upset, but attempted to use my newfound magic to destroy the shell. I focused deeply on the outer shell, and pictured it disappearing. I felt the words come into my mind. I spoke them. The wall got a tiny crack in it. I tried again. Nothing happened. I tried again, but it was useless.

"Looks like you're trapped in here, just like I thought," Grudle said

That made me incredibly upset. He was so stuck up. If I couldn't destroy the shell, I wasn't going to be trapped there with him. I charged at him, words of destruction on my tongue. I spoke them, and the entire shell fell apart.

"I knew that would work," Grudle said, "I was so infused with the shell that the magic got confused. I will go with you to usurp the king. I don't know who will train you in the other magics, but we can at least free the wizards."

I wasn't sure I trusted him, but I decided to ask some questions.

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"You don't, but you know I helped you."

"Where will we go?"

"We will go to a lesser outcropping of the kingdom where the king trains new wizards."

"Finally, what was the man in the tower's name?"

"He never told you? It is —"

A huge rumbling cut him off.

"Cave in!"

We ran out through the cave, until we reached the opening. We looked out, but didn't see anything.

"Well, let's go," Grudle said.

I wasn't sure if I could trust him...

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Well, that is the end of part 4, tell me what you think in the comments. Should Silvius go with Grudle or strike out alone? You tell me for part 5 coming 2017.

What Happens Next: Silvius' Story Pt3

Again, I gave a question, and you readers answered. Before reading this story, please read Pt1 and Pt2 so you can understand everything.
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"Fire," I responded without a sliver of a doubt, "I love fire."

"Very well," the man responded and he lead me over to the red wall. Interestingly, as we approached the wall, the other walls receded into oblivion until eventually we were standing in a single red room.   He sat me down in front of the fireplace, which had now sprung to life.

"First," he informed me, "I will have to give your magical essence the concept of fire. I will do this by teaching you a few key words. Then, we will have to train."

All that he said without speaking exactly, but more imparting the knowledge onto my brain. Suddenly, I felt more of the mysterious language washing over me. Random words sprung into my mind as the man thought-spoke to me.

"Fire is one of the basic elements. Fire can shape earth. Fire can vaporize water. Fire consumes air."

The furnace flared.

"All of the elements are equally powerful, but together they can shape creation."

The cage of the phoenix melted.

"Fire is the element of offense. Use it well."

I didn't realize I was in a trance, but I instantly snapped awake. The newly freed phoenix jumped onto my lap. A few strands of pure red energy flew from the phoenix to me.

"That means you two are now connected," the man said, "You will be able to find each other no matter where you are. Give him a name now."

"Nova," I said, "I will call him Nova."

"Good. Now, follow me to the training room."

We walked out of the room and into the major room. We exited and walked down the staircase some more. We came to another room that quite resembled the stereotypical ancient dojo.

"Here we will begin training," he said, "focus hard on summoning fire, and the words will come to you like before."

Ok, I always wanted a weapon of pure fire. Let's do that.  I envisioned holding a sword of pure flame,  and I heard the words again. This time though, they seemed clearer, and more accurate. I whispered the words, and the sword appeared.

"Woah!" the man yelled as he stepped back, "I've never seen such a brilliant display on the first try. Usually, people can barely manage more than a single spark. You have great potential."

He was suddenly cut off when a rattling went through the entire tower. We ran to the window and saw the King's men banging down the door. They burst in a moment later and started running up the stairs.

"Go," yelled the man, "I'll hold them off so you can escape."

"No, let me fight them with you."

"It's too risky, you need to escape so you can beat the king."

The men charged down the hallway as I got to the window. They started attacking the man. I wanted to help him, but he told me to run...
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This time I want you readers to again decide what to do. Does Silvius fight or run? Please leave your answer in the comments, and I will get back to you soon with part 4.

What Happens Next: Silvius' Story Pt2

I put the first part of this story out on the blog a bit ago (you can read it here if you haven't yet) and you chose for Silvius to go with the hermit. Well, here you go.

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I figured I could get back home quite fast, so I followed the hermit. We walked out of the clearing and he turned his head.

"Try to keep up!" he challenged. 

Then, he surprised me by transforming into a wolf! Not to be outdone, I chased after him while becoming a wolf as well. We ran through the forest at great speeds, into areas I've never been. Finally, we reached a cliff. I thought that was it, but instead he hurled himself off. He's crazy, I thought, until I saw an eagle go swooping up. I followed his example, and now we were soaring through the clouds. We flew for about 15 minutes before coming to rest on a tower far out in the mountains.

We both changed back into our natural selves. I had a million questions, but something told me he wouldn't take kindly to them. We walked down a long staircase until we reached something that resembled a living room. We sat down, and the hermit spoke.

"I am sure you have many questions," he said, "and they will be answered in due time, but for starters, just know this. The skill you posses, as you have seen, is certainty rare, but not unique. In time you will come to learn other powers. You will also be able to morph into bigger and more magical creatures. I came to find you as soon as I noticed the King's men coming to meet you. The king has captured almost anyone who had this power and used them to enforce his will. I am one of the few living people to have escaped. I will train you now so you can better defend yourself against the king."

"That sounds amazing," I responded, "but what will become of my father?"

"They will most likely leave him alone."

"And also, you mentioned magical creatures, are those a thing?"

"Why of course they are, I will introduce you to my pets shortly."

"Finally, what are you even going to train me in?"

"Well, I'm not the most skilled magician there is, but I will teach you a type of elemental magic. One is all I will have time for, so you will have to chose. I will also give you a pet that is affiliated with that element."

I still had plenty of questions I wanted answered, but I followed him into another room. I was overwhelmed by what I saw in there. It was pentagonal; each side had a different color. One wall was red, and had a fireplace, furnace, and on a perch, was a still flame. Another wall was open to the outside. It had wings hanging on a wall, and hanging over the edge, was a griffin in a cage. The third wall was painted brown. It contained a small hill, and a snake in another cage. The final wall was somehow a window into the ocean. There was a coral reef infiltrating from the wall, and a cage containing a horse with a fish tail.

"As I said," the man acknowledged, noticing my interest, "you must choose only one element to be
trained in. Maybe someone else will train you in others. If you chose fire, you will get a phoenix as a pet. If you choose air, you will get a griffin as a pet. If you choose earth, you will get a basilisk. And if you choose water, you will get a hippocampus.
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Again, I want you readers to make this choice. What element should Silvius train in. Please respond in the comments with earth, air, fire, or water, and I will write a third part based on your choice.

What Happens Next: Silvius' Story Pt1

"I'm going hunting!" I yelled to my father Valan on my way out the door. I grabbed my bow and arrows even though I didn't need them. I walked to the woods and dropped my bow and quiver, doing the same thing I did that night one month ago.
   
That night, I was washing the dog wondering what it would be like to be a dog. Suddenly, I heard a clear voice in my head speak a foreign language. The language felt true and I knew I should say it aloud. I did.

Instantly, I felt myself getting shorter. I fell down on all fours, fur sprouting over my body.  I was a little scared, and I didn't know how to change back again. Then, my dad called. I tried to focus on my true form when I heard the voice again. I spoke it and reverted.

Today, I chose to be an eagle. I spoke the words, and took flight. I flew until I spotted a deer. I landed and became into a bear for an easy kill. Finally, I reverted to my true form. As soon as I did, a hermit walked up to me clapping. "Impressive," he said, "Come with me. I want to show you something."

Then I heard my name being yelled from back home. "Silvius, come here!"

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This was the first installment of a book I will write on the blog. I want you, the readers, to chose what will happen next. Will Silvius go with the hermit, or go home? Please choose one and leave your choice in the comments.