And old wizard walks into a restaurant, looking to find his new apprentice. The old wizard can't show his magic in public, since it is against the rules.
Frederic held his "walking stick" close as he walked towards a small and peaceful restaurant he liked. He looked around at the teenage boys who worked in the shops that he walked past. He knew that each of the boys lived in the slums not too far from where his small house sat on the edge of the woods. When Frederic reached the small restaurant and had taken a seat he noticed that the boy who was taking everyones orders had a different presence to him. He recognized it as the presence of another wizard. The boy was obviously untrained but he still caught Frederic's attention. As Frederic ordered a bowl of soup he took no of the boys grey eyes that almost seemed more silver with the way they caught and reflected the light. Frederic smiled to himself knowing he wanted this boy as his apprentice.
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My Writing Prompts
FantasyMy uncle is giving me prompts and these are what I have written to them. These are all first drafts so they don't connect well. I will write a story once I have finished the prompts.
