Magicians

Chapter 4

Clip, clop. Clip, clop.

I hear the sounds of horses approaching the town. The small community start shouting and cheering at the whoever was coming. The horses get louder and louder until it stops. The people make their way into the building above me and walk down stairs. As soon as I see the man in red, their leader, and Seajay, I fill with anger. I glare at Seajay and she becomes mad and storms up the stairs. The man doesn't seem bothered, so he opens the cell door and sits down in front of me.

"Hi," he says to me, "I come bearing gifts."

"I don't care about your gifts. I want to know who you are and why I'm still here? I just want to leave and never return." I say to him angrily.

"I'm Trac and I lead this town and you're here until I feel like you can be trusted."

He drops a book in front if me. The book He brought me seemed ancient the leather was peeling, the papers sticking out are a yellow color, and the metal corners were beginning to rust.

"What is this?" I ask him.

"No one knows. No one can read this book, but since you saw that thing a few days ago, I believe you might be able to read this."

He unchains me, lights a torch, closes the cell door and walks upstairs. The door reopens and Seajay walks in.

"That was hurful, you shouldn't have looked at me that way. I cared for you, while no one else wanted to."

I stay silent.

"Aren't you listening to me?! I have been the only here who cares for you."

More silence.

"Why are you so infuriating?"

She turns away and I watch her go. Her long brown hair trails after her slim body and for that second I fall for her. Her flawless, white skin and hazel eyes trapped me in her grasp, but she doesn't need to know that and I intend to keep it that way until I become apart of this community.

"I'm sorry." I tell her.

She freezes at the top of the stairs, then continues to walk. I watch from the small window near the ceiling, until I can't see her anymore. I pick up the book and begin reading.

After an hour I decided that it was next to impossible to read this book. The previous owner drew sketches of his creations and altars. There was a list of magical substances, but no deciphering code. I shrug and attempt to decode. I figure out my first page after a couple hours.

A few hours later I see this page about rifts and how they can be controlled. I follow the steps exactly. I had put the backs of my hands together and thrust them foward. I had to continue that until I felt ripples of the universe. I would then have to grab hold of it and tear it. I succeeded after hours of practice. Inside there was a blue sword with a purple hilt and embeded in the hilt was a crystal that seemed to made of the wind. I swung it around and it did nothing. Until I jabbed, at that moment it shot a blast of air strong enough to knock down the door in front of me.