𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
- adj. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.
❝ rise and rise again
until lambs become lions. ❞
Her destiny had been written in the very laws of the magic she was so deeply connected to. The gol...
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𝕭𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝖂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝖂𝐀𝐑
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𝕮𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝕾𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: midsummer's eve
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THE CLATTERING OF WOOD MEETING WOOD echoed across the training fields. With a smile on her face, Ashara watched from the sidelines as the two Pevensie brothers dueled against each other. Their blows were strong, albeit a bit sloppy at times, but they knew where to aim and their balance was improving with each day. It was already late in the afternoon but Ashara had insisted they finished this duel before they were allowed to eat.
For three days they'd been training together. Edmund had joined them after that first lesson she'd given Peter and she'd shown him the exact same steps. Pretty soon she'd started noticing the difference between the brothers. Peter was strong and preferred to play offense, trying to tire his enemy out before striking the final blow. Effective, but less refined. Edmund, however, was precise. He preferred to observe his enemy and strike when he discovered a weakness or saw an opening.
