"Didn't you see that?" Lance asked, still bewildered. "See what? The magic?" Liam shrugged. "That's a form of it..a higher state" "When are we going to learn it?" Liam mused."that will be at the end of Level Two I guess" "Wow" "So we still have quite some way to go" "It'll be a cool skill to have anyway." He moved a hand in the air "like subzero" He was lost in fantasy world. Liam looked at him in confusion. "What are you doing? And who is subzero?" Lance dropped his hand. "Sometimes I almost forget I am in another world that is not earth.... living a life that is not mine" "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it" Liam smiled."I guess I myself have to come to terms with the fact that I am stuck with you instead of my Lance" "I am more unbearable than him?" Lance asked. "I can't decide for now" Liam chuckled. Jodge came into the Fort, looking a shady kind of pale and tired. He approached them. "Hey guys" "Hey" Liam responded. He sat on the nearest empty bunk belonging t
"The only way is to mix as you remember" "How does that work?" "Well, I don't know... from what I heard that's the case..we are yet to find out apparently" "Silence everyone" Miss. Jayne instructed, shifting her oval glasses and the room went still. "Now pay close attention.. judging from your murmurs most of you already know what's in store for you today and the nature of this potion...but for clarity sake I'll explain and make the introductions. "This potion is not quite as old as the rest. It was developed at a time corresponding when Golredot went to battle. "Some soldiers used it to forget their families and children at home for a brief moment until they returned from war, as it was easier for them that way to face combat and die fighting. Prisoners from the war were given a stronger type of the potion to forget what had been done to them, their destroyed homes and accept the new life Golredot offered them. "Some of our captured soldiers used the potion to divulge from r
"Yes?" "Is there any wooden slate here? Of any kind?" Glenda considered. "There's one...a mahogany slate in the cupboard.""Yes!". Lance exclaimed excitedly. She looked at him with confusion."What's up? Why are you excited?""We could make use of the slate and write down the items we've already used...that way we can remember what we've forgotten.""Cool. It's an awesome idea..." Her face lit up."How are we going to do it?" "I need a scribbler of some sort" He whispered to her. "What are you guys up to?" Liam came up to them. "We just might produce the best Nirvana potion." He looked over jealously to where Jodge and the guys that were his new found friends were already mixing theirs, as if they'd discovered the one secret, the Holy grail to make the potion work. "Whatever you do we follow" Mara said, her red-spotted cheeks brimming with excitement as she stared adoringly at Lance. Glenda watched her for a brief moment, then looked down at the items, shifting closer to Lance.
*******Lance didn't realize where he was. Was this some part of Golredot?He remembered he'd taken a sip from the Nirvana the class had been instructed to prepare. His heart thudded in his chest. "Hello!?" He shouted into the blackness. But there was no response. Where was he? And why was everywhere pitch dark. It was just the dim lights at the grocery store, and the moths that flickered around them.The Grocery store. That was his store, where he worked and was fired.Nothing made sense, what had happened? Few minutes ago, he was in a contest with Jodge, if he could call it that."Lancccee""Lancccee" A voice called in the distance. The night was dark with dim bulbs around the Grocery store and everywhere was silent, empty. Why were there no cars? What was the time? And who was calling him?"Lance" It didn't sound far again, it was close by. And he turned to see who it was. And there a beige skinned woman with long brown hair called to him. She wore a worn out Hawaiian go
"Where?" "I'm not sure, but it's oddly familiar...and it doesn't make sense... nothing makes sense since.. maybe I'm seeing things, am I going insane?" "Shhh" Glenda stroked him again. His fever and headache was starting to reduce. "Don't think too much about it, if it's not worth it " But it was. Everything was since he came here. The truth of the matter was that the forces and gods in Golredot didn't want him here. He was an alien, a foreigner in their land. He didn't belong here, and now they were beginning to torture and torment him. If that wasn't the case, why was he being the victim of almost every mishap that occurred during the magic lessons, if he wasn't a victim then he was involved in some way. That was the 'purple gods' way of telling him to get-the-hell-out."Glenda, I need to tell you something""The point I've been making since" "No, this is serious" He said."Oh, okay...I'm all ears." He turned to face her and she looked down at him. gods. She was pretty. W
The Front door of the Lyceum opened and Professor Trevor entered dressed in a caramel long sleeve robe and black coat draped across him. The hall went silent as he came in. Lance heart skipped a beat. What was he doing here? Was he here to call him out? Had he finally suspected that something was up with him? His big secret? What was he going to do if that was the case? He had just started to blend in with this world, to like it and become one with them, his new life. Was Golredot's system too cruel to deprive him of it now?Professor Trevor stood on the front of the Lyceum, his robes rustling. "Good evening young ladies and Gentlemen" He addressed the student wizards gathered before him. The students, including Lance, sat in their desks, attentive and curious."I hope you all enjoyed your meals, and it suited your taste?" They all murmured something in response. "Well we are trying to see that we provide you adequate nutrition that you need.So we are implementing what we can to s
"Finally back I see" The Fort master said to him as he entered the empty lobbyroom. The darkness would have taken over the room as well, save for the lighting in the sconces fixed to the walls. "Yes Mr. Chaney" Lance replied, absentmindedly. "I was actually waiting for you so I could lock the lobbyroom... how did your meeting go with the professor?.. I'm betting you put yourself in another trouble again and had an earful""Something of that nature." He replied. "Just be careful kid... don't stress yourself if the exercises are too hard for you.. take time to recuperate and go back.. you won't become a mage if you're dead" Lance nodded, not really wanting to continue the conversation."Head on inside" He walked into the Fort then, and into the world of noisiness. No one had apparently slept, but instead they occupied their time with chatting or arguing on their beds. Lance yawned and headed straight for his bunk, then lay down on his bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him
*********The next day was another boring day of classes. Except Lance had learnt to not make presumptions when it came to the magic teachings here in Wiccan. They could be as wicked as they were effective and adroit. And he had learned not to play with them. They were going to be learning the Immotile spell today as he'd been told by Liam. Lance and Liam walked through the winding stairs, their footsteps echoing through the stone walls of the class castle. "That was a hectic one wasn't it?" Liam said. "You mean?" "With Jodge." "I have better things to think about... though I admit he pops up in my thoughts sometimes." "How did he go from being our friend to a complete jerk" Liam said more to himself than that he was asking a question and Lance didn't bother answering.As they reached the top, Lance saw Glenda and they exchanged a smile and a wave. Glenda's bright black eyes sparkled as she came over to them."Hey" She said with concern. Apparently from the look on his face, he