Prologue
He awoke blinking away snowflakes. He was still in his own bed in his own room. No windows or doors were open. Yet, a thin layer of snow lay upon every surface in the room. The odd thing was that he did not feel cold.
The oddest thing of all was that it began to snow, fresh flakes falling from the ceiling.
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The Seventh Element
FantasyOne day, I was normal. The next I was anything but. On his thirteenth birthday, Tor Larson awakens to find himself and his bedroom covered in snow. So begins his journey as a Nix mage. Cursed with elemental abilities he cannot control, his only ho...
