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far away in a land not touched by dark magic, a young man walks in a beautiful garden covered by all kinds of magical and none magical plants, he picked up a beautiful purple flower and brought it up to his long nose, he continued walking down the path to the cottage house that was still standing after years and years of vegetation grown onto it, a melodic voice was playing over the wind as the gentle sound of the piano traveled throughout the small house, a beautiful woman was playing the piano, moving her long fingers over the keys as her son came in, she had long caramel hair that fell below her bum, and soft features, she looked nothing like her son with his blonde hair and sharp features, the only thing the two shared was their grey eyes he placed the purple flower in the small white vase on top of the cream colored piano, letting the purple flower join the group of colorful flowers, the woman stoped playing and turned to face her son, "hey darling" she beamed standing up and tried to fix her son's hair that fell on his forehead, she combed his blond hair back with her hand and caressed his cheeks, making her stand on her toes because he was a lot taller than her,
they both went to the kitchen and made breakfast together, and just as they were about to sit down and enjoy their eggs and bacon a sequence of violent knocks were herd from the front door, the young man looked to his mother confused, for they lived in the middle of nowhere and as far as they knew only one person knew where they were, and that person was dead,
they boy got up carefully and walked to the door flinching when another set of rough knocks followed, he took a final glance at his mother before grabbing the door handle and swinging it open gently, he came face to face with a tall bulky man, he had an intimidating face with his brows scrunched together, he had blue eyes that would peer into your soul, a stubble beard and dark ebony hair,
"you must be Hale, i've been searching for you young man" his voice was kind but the women knew otherwise, "what are you doing here Duman?" you would think another woman was speaking, for the hate and anger she had laced in her voice scared even her son, she knew this man, she knew what he wanted, but she've spent almost seventeen years hiding from his kind, protecting her son from people like them, she knew the day would come but not so soon, she wasn't ready, but she wasn't the one not ready, the woman was not a normal human, she wasn't a witch, or any creature known to wizards and witches, but knowing what creature she is, is a very long journey,
"you've kept your son hidden for far too long, Ophir has appointed me to bring the boy to him, and i'm sure you know the consequences of defying his command, don't you Verena?"
the man's tone changed from calm to hostile in very little time, the woman; Verena knew the consequences of her actions, but she wasn't going to let her son be taken, she've watched what happened to people like her son if taken by Ophir, Ophir was the same as her, but he was a ruler, he had many subjects and loyal servants who serve him in exchange for saftey, for till now Ophir is the strongest one of their kind, but Verena knew that was gonna change, soon
