There is a moving truck by the old abandoned building by my house today, it has a symbol on it that I have never seen before, it was not a tiger truck, nor a NYHS, or a silver crow, it had a symbol of a lion, with angle like wings, I was curious enough to walk over to the truck and have a peek at the contents inside, as the shiny white doors opened, a feeling of safety came over me, all my worries disappeared in a instant.
"Curious" I say with a voice of a five year old.
I feel someone approach me from behind, and with a gentle voice, they whisper in my ear "What is?"
I jump with a short scream, covering my mouth, turning around to see who had just spoken to me. It was a man, with blond hair and shiny glassy blue eyes that could pierce your soul, he wares a white collar shirt black dress pants and a black vest, his hair done nicely and a welcoming smile on his face, he looked kind like even hell itself cannot touch this man.
I stutter at my words "h-hello, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
The man cuts me off from my sentence with a happy gentle smile "why are you apologizing, you have nothing to apologize for." He takes my hand gently "are you curious to see what's in the truck?" He says Turing me back to the back of the truck so I can't help but look inside.
"Y-yes... "why can't I speak properly." I think to myself after I stuttered again.
"Well, go ahead, have a look" he puts his hands on my shoulder, holding me in place, at this point most men would pull a move on a girl, but he seem too kind for that, I want to stay here with him, even though I do not know his name, after I clear my head, i look inside, I see a box, sitting in the middle of the truck, odd it was, it was not there before, after looking at the box I un focus from it and see more boxes around it, I blink curiosity, confused from how they got there, I enacted to ask the man, but I was too much in awe to open my mouth.
"Do you believe in magic?" The man says letting go of my shoulders.
"I-I was told s-story's of magic when I was young" I pause for a few seconds to think about what I was going to say next, "do you believe in magic?" I ask.
He gives a sigh "yes I do,"
I turn to face him, looking into his eyes "a-are you a wizard?"
A long smile stretches across his face, he gives a small laugh, like If a child asked him a stupid obvious question, "in a way yes. My name is Lionel, may I ask what is you're name?"
I stand there is awe, ether he is crazy or a genius "Ray... Rayley.. Gibson"
"A beautiful name you have, make sure you hang onto it, it's important not to loose it" he winks at me, "the sub seems to be setting, you should head home now, before the shadows come out.
"Shadows?" I look ab the ground seeing my shadow, "what does he mean?" I look over at his feet, but I do not see any shadow, my eyes widen, opening my mouth as to say something but words could not escape the back of my throat.
"Off you go now." He pushes me gently back into the direction I came.
I turn to see his face one last time, but he is gone, as if he was never there, even the trucks back was closed, like not even the wind come near it to disturb it's piece.
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The celestial Knights
RandomNo one knows what happened, "those Celestials" the good guys they are, but when a mistake is made, it's up to the Knights to reclaim there good name.