Not Your Kind of Fairytale (English)

Part 3: The day of my death

Phoelix XV is a good friend of my father. He has been watching me grow since my birth. He knows that I am special. He knows I am a type B prosox.

He may be dumb, but his assistants are not. Ever since his assistant saw me he knew that I was different. When they ask my father the reason why I am like this, he always comes up with a story: how Jarissa had these special eyes and short ears, and how when she gave birth to me she died but her spirit lived on thanks to me. He always manages to convince everyone. That is why he hasn't been sentenced to death like the other parents with type B prosox children. Nobody really questioned him, because nobody wanted him to die; I mean, he is the 7th leader, nobody wants him to die! Everybody would rather believe his story than kill him.

But not him. Phoelix XV's new counselor, Mr. Philx, does not believe my father. He and I both know that I am a type B prosox, no matter what my father says. That is why he wants to put me through the 16 year test. It is not really a test. It is a potion. This potion is the only bit of magic left on Zaros. People think that it is a myth, that it is not real. It's the typical tale that you tell your children: "be nice or I'll tell the King to give you the potion".

Mr. Philx has convinced the King to give me the potion. What this potion does is unknown. This potion finds out if you are a prosox or not, and if you are a prosox, it makes you choose what you want to be: either one race or the other. Every type B prosox that has taken it has died. I know this because when I was a kid I overheard my father talking to the other elve leaders. They always talked about "The Book". This book keeps record of how many people have taken the potion, and how many people have died because of it. I know this because I have read it. When I was 7 my father was told to keep the book that year, and every night, when he went to sleep, I picked it up and read it. It talked about prosox people and "the potion". Ever since then I have known that I am a type B prosox.

It was 10:30 a.m. I had been awake for 2 hours already. I had packed up my things and put them in my blue bag. I had to leave before 12:00 if i wanted to live. In my bag I had put: my diary, a pen, a bow and 12 arrows, a rope, some clothes, 2 bottles of water, some food, a sleeping bag, a pegasus badge and my black-threaded necklace with the diary key, and a dragon-shaped metal figure hanging from it.

I put my bag on, and was ready to leave, but I decided to see my father one more time before I left. I opened the door, and there he was , sleeping. I did not want him to wake up, so I did not speak. I just gave him a kiss and left him a note explaining why I was leaving. I trusted him.

I left through the building's emergency exit. When I got out, I put my hood on, for I did not want anyone to see me. I was moving towards the suburbs of Trivilium. As soon as I got to the suburbs, the land became muddy and it became harder to move. I was getting closer to the Crimson forest, where it was always autumn. It was the best way to get out of Trivilium without being seen, because there were plenty of trees.

I was getting to the heart of the forest. The trees had become bigger and their leaves were a different shade of red. The sound of birds chirping was becoming more frequent. The autumn breeze that had followed me into the depth of the forest was noticeably colder, and the soil was really humid. I stopped to rest, and decided that it would be better to eat now, before I left the Crimson forest.

I was about to get some food out of my bag when I felt something. I glanced to my left, and saw nothing. I decided to climb up a tree in case someone was following me. When I had reached the top of the tree, I looked down to see if there was someone, and then I got hit by something. Before I fell unconscious, all I could see was a figure covered in a coat. I could feel that I was bleeding, but I was not able to see anything else; I could not resist it anymore, my vision was becoming blurry, and I could not move, so I closed my eyes.

Date: 8/10/2015

Year: 2015 A.D.M. (after the dissapearance of magic).