Jan today: write an important backstory moment for your protagonist.
... twirls pen and smirks
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For some reason, I didn't leave the kingdom and I still didn't want to even when I noticed that the sky was getting darker and I could barely hear any sounds.
Back in ankor, it should be around six o'clock but I didn't bother going back.
I honestly preferred staying here. Like I would recommend it for anyone who needed instant, nonverbal therapy.
I was standing on a rock, gazing at the scenery.
Damn, the night back at home was nothing compared to this.
Suddenly, a flicker of light not far away from where I stood caught my eye and I squinted.
Who in Horei was awake by this time?
Yes, these powerful magicians' bedtime was six o'clock. Believe it or not.
Anyways, I jumped down from the rock and landed as silently as possible on the sandy ground.
And because I was Alexis, I decided to find out where the light was coming from.
I was a few feet away from it when I realized that the light was actually a ball of fire floating in the air.
I yelped and clamped my mouth shut with my hand when I stepped on someone by mistake.
I took a step back and tried to steady my breathing.
"Hey."
"Trevor what the hell?" I whispered and stood above him.
He was with his back to the ground and both of his hands were stretched outwards above him as he played with a ball of fire and a ball of water on either hand.
"I can't go back," he said absentmindedly and then made the two elements to touch, causing a hiss and a patch of steam to billow out.
I sat beside him.
"Still finding it hard to believe that there's a water spirit."
He chuckled.
"Me too."
Then he made the two elements disappear and sat up.
"I think it's really cool. But then, why?"
I smiled.
"Why...me? Like I don't want my fire spirit anymore. Why in the world am I receiving another one?"
"Because...you are the chosen one," I said in an old spooky magician's voice and Trevor burst out laughing.
"Shh!"
"It's alright," he said and tried to catch his breath. "these magicians sleep like they're dead."
My brows peaked in amusement.
I watched him intently and tried to savour the moment. He was actually smiling.
But it was short lived.
His face fell in a second and he looked away from me.
I looked straight ahead and realized that we were actually close to the river where I saw him earlier today.
This was where we fought.
"Why are you here?" he asked and flicked his hand slightly, causing a tiny flame to dance around his fingers.
I watched intently, completely fascinated until the light went out and I snapped my head up at him.
He raised his brows at me in confusion.
"You're not the only person who likes to escape ankor you know."
