The sunlight, it's too bright everything is blurry and my head hurts. I finally sit up taking in my very blurry surroundings as my vision clears everything seems off.The sounds of the village are in chaos, everyone is screaming in horror, and I also don't remember how I got here; or who I am. All I know is that my head is bleeding and the world seems to be crashing down all at once.　　"Luke" I hear but I don't know where it's coming from.　　"Luke, come on we have to go!" All of a sudden a girl is taking me by the arm and pulling me down the streets of this strange place.　Tripping and falling she's not letting me get my footing, there must be something wrong. "What's going on?" I called out as we were running towards a heard of people　　"You must have hit your head pretty hard if you don't remember, look we don't have time for reminders we have to keep moving, I'll explain everything when we get out of here." Not know if I should trust this strange girl pulling me down god knows wh

"You said you lived over three hundred years, how are you still alive?"I asked curiously.　　 "As a wizard we have a very long life span, sometimes it's a curse and other times it can be a blessing," Merlin explained.　　Sighing he brought his attention back to me.　　 "That girl, named Ariel said there was a madness in your kingdom. How did that come about?" Merlin asked as if he was hinting at something.　　"If you're so curious, why don't you come to ask me yourself?" Ariel said sarcastically.　　"The reason I didn't ask 'you' was because I wanted to know his point of view," Merlin said sarcastically back.　　"I don't remember anything, sounds like she needs to tell us both." I said sighing.　　"How do I know I can even trust you, Merlin" Ariel glared at Merlin.　　"That's a good point, miss Ariel. However need I remind you I saved your life from those treants, so I believe its needless to say I should have a bit of your trust, but I guess it would be foolish of me to expect you to trust a

"That is until Balinor got to her." Merlin chuckled, "Speaking of, Poor Balinor is probably hungry after that long flight. Who's to say you won't be next?"　　Balinor growled in protest to that as he shook his head and laid down, Ariel, on the other hand, looked scared, with her eyes all bulged and her mouth ajar, with her facial expressions.　　I myself had to laugh, I tried holding it in, covering my face but it was just too much.　　I burst out laughing and they both stared at me. It was the first time I laughed since I could remember. 　　Ariel pouted and I finally calmed down I took a minute to take in my surrounding's; There was a large bookshelf spiralling all the way to the top of the tower with a staircase built into the bookshelf.　　finding myself raising my hand to caress the books binding and the smell of dust. It feels like an eternity since I held a book. Across the binding's there were letters that spelt: 　　P. O. T. I. O. N. S. and E. L. I. X. E. R. S.　　Ok

I shook my head, I'm definitely hallucinating. Walking over toward Balinor I climbed onto his back. 　　"What are you doing?" Merlin questioned.　　"I thought we were taking Balinor," I beseeched.　　"Are you insane we will get caught before we are halfway into the air! No, come. We shall walk." Merlin commanded.　　"But we won't make it in time!" I argued.　　"Arguing won't fix that statement, Lucas." Merlin walked off, grumbling I slid off Balinor and ran after him.　　Empty fields of blades of grass with every step gently puttered underneath my feet, my new dagger stuck into my belt shined from the moonlight, making it seem like its glowing.　　Up ahead seems to head into a forest, no not a forest it was those destructive creatures, what were they called again? Ah yes, Treants. There was no way around them, and no way going over.　　"I hate killing nature," Merlin joked halfheartedly.　　"Looks like we don't have much of a choice, how do I even kill these things?" I investigated.　　"Fire,"

Ariel's Point of view:　　I awoke in some kind of hut that was made of sticks, mud and grass, it was quite dark in here even with the sun coming through. 　　I started to remember what had happened, we were all in Merlin's tower and Orcs came we tried to sneak away but before I got through the secret door a large ugly orc grabbed my arm with his chubby fingers and used one of my pressure points and I passed out. 　　My wrists have been bounded behind my back with something that feels like rope, I struggled against it testing its strength. That is until the large orc from before what was his name, Margon. He came in with a large decaying smile on his face and coming close enough to caress my face. I cringed away from his touch his fingers felt like sandpaper or leather of a snake against my skin.　　"Aw, are you afraid my little concubine?" Margon teased as he got closer toward me and suddenly pinned me to the floor with one arm as the other slowly went up into my dress, but before he cam