Heaven's lost Ground

Chapter 3: Magic Training

A/N: The song up top is called Delilah by Florence + Machine this chapter will go on 10 yrs. Later so she'll be 16 yrs. Old now and will go further on with her magic skills, hope y'all will enjoy
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10 yrs. Later in Tempulli fatit dhe i te rinjve te perjetshem (Temple of Fortune and Eternal youth)
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Exhaustion and fire wash over me like an ocean on a stormy night, I've been meditating for three days not eating or drinking anything, I'm pretty sure by now I look like an ancient turtle waiting to die. If I move even an inch it would break the concentration and leave all this meditating for nothing. For a split second I was about to give up but then I heard unfamiliar faint whispers emerge in my head "Azalea... Azalea..." it takes a moment for me to realize someone's calling my name when they keep repeating it over and over "Azalea... It's time, wake up" I slowly open my eyes to see an angelic figure walking on air, she looks at me with eyes so clear, so blue that I could see the reflection of myself, flecks of green and brown pore in her eyes giving off a warm feeling "Who are you? And where am I?" She gives me a soft smile making her look even more radiant as her long almost white hair flows behind her back "My name is Aadaya, I am your inner spirit, from now on I will be your wings and your other half, we will never be separated for we are one in the same, you are me and I am you" wings shoot out from her back claiming any space that was once there hers, wings so large and pure spread across the area as she slowly turns into a golden dove so large and elegant that those clear blue eyes were the size of my hand. She slowly but painlessly inserts her right wing in the center of my chest, she then processes with putting her whole body inside of mine making the impossible possible.

"Now wake up... Some very important people are waiting for you" my eyes shoot open only to see the temple I was meditating in for three days. All of a sudden I feel this bone breaking pain from my shoulder blades down to my tail bone, a blood curling scream fires In my lungs as I feel needles poking out from the back of my skin, I kneel down trying to make the pain bearable grinding my elbows on the dirt trying to focus my pain on them but failed when a heavy hot fever comes down on me. Beads of sweat form on my forehead creating a pool of sweat around me trying to cool down, I hear the loud cracking and grinding of bones starting to form on my back, I feel a heavy intense need to scratch my back when a prickly sensation crawls on my back. I raise both hands to my back and start scratching vigorously whem something warm and sleek gets on my fingers, I look at one of my hands to see blood on the ends of my finger tips, I try to take out whatever's in my skin the pain becoming so unbearable I was about to pass out.... But the same voice rings in my head again when I was close to losing all hope "You need to stay awake for the process!, you must not faint for you will surely die after... And so will I" 'I can't die yet! Not like this, I have so much that I still need to do... This is not where it ends!' With a final push wings shoot from my back taking over any space or room that was once in the temple.