Chapter Two: A Test of Reality

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after I asked Lucas if Zeke could come, and he said that it was ok. We continued to drag our bags to our room. the collage sat on a enormous rock, about a half a mile long and a quarter of a mile wide. The castle took up every available space, which made it one of the largest schools in all of the Sereen Dominion, so travel, made it exceptionally hard. the rock was not connected to the town of Freeze Point, so a bridge about an eighth of a mile connected the elevated rock to the rest of civilization. After what seemed like hours but was really minutes, we entered into our room on the fourth floor. Room 137.

"What team did you think you made?" Asked Zeke entering the room. It was a fine dorm to stay in. There were two closest that were meant for the two staying in the room. and a bunk bed that was placed perfectly in the grey stone. not to mention a brown desk that matched the cabinets and a solid glass window.

Realising that i hadn't answered him, I turned to him and said,"I'm really not sure.

"Do you think that you made the Breath ball team?" He asked placing his bag on the top bunk "It's popular where I live, well, after I moved from Mealowinds to Hilthmarr."

I sighed remembering the two years of isolation.

I placed my bag on the bottom bunk and responded," I have never heard of that sport ever."

He gave a slight smile, probably glad that he could talk for a while and said to me,"Well, allow me to explain. Imagine a wide cylinder filled with water and no air, about 10 feet tall, and with a 50 foot radius. two teams. Seven on each. There's three balls in play, the stream and two Whurls. The Whurls are given to two players on opposite teams, and the players that have the Whurl are called the Holder.  Now because there is no air in the cylinder, the whurls grant the players teammates the ability to breath underwater. However, there are players called the stealers that try to take the Holders Whurl away. One per team. Taking the Whurl away will grant the Stealers team an extra 50 points. Then there are goals on opposite sides of the cylinder, so the Guardian has to protect his or her goal. The other four players are for either offence or Defence trying to block or score the stream, so its pretty even in teams."

"So how much is there goal worth?" I asked curious about the game

"10 points." he responded. "I have some pictures on my phone if you want to see what it looks like."

I agreed to see some of his pictures, and about a hundred pictures appeared. Players all in skintight suits. The colors depended on the team. Apparently Northridge Collage's uniform was a dark grey with a few blotches of white, just like the castle itself. another school, named the Summer Set Sands had a darkish yellow uniform with a small transparent look of aqua marine on the yellow. all of the players were fit, and looked extremely powerful. Ironically, a cat was in a schools team, hurling the ball at a horrified Guardian, and on another picture, a horse blocked a ball that left a trail of bubbles because of the speed. Then I saw a Whurl. It was a teal ball, with some white bubbles, and the occasional blue stripe, and the Stream was a ball with hundreds of individual bubbles, probably as a showing of how fast it is thrown or kicked though the water. Just when I had finished looking at the pictures, I noticed the time.

"That's cool, but we better get going to the HearthWood tavern." I said turning of Zeke's Phone and handing it back to him. "Wouldn't want to keep Lucas waiting."

"Yeah." Zeke agreed pocketing the phone "Lets go."

We went across the stone bridge which seemed like most students that didn't already have dinner went. Upon arriving at the town, Freeze Point, we saw what seemed like dozens of shops and and endless Ilse of houses. The houses were built to withstand the cold. all with enormous chimneys that went up the buildings 2 stories and steep roofs. The stone was cut to precision and looked like 2 feet thick, and unlike the collage, had few narrow windows. There were shops like Mrs. Merrigolds Parlor, and Diana's Fine Phials, that had large clear signs. Finally, I saw, faintly, the sign, Hearthwood tavern.

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