Prologue

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I sat in my almost empty room now, knowing this would be my last look at Norway.

The boxes piled in the corners of my room were starting to fall apart.

I was sitting on the most stable one, waiting for one of my dads to say we're leaving.

I glanced at the three rings on my fingers, emerald, amethyst, and ruby. Maybe London won't be that bad.

My door creaked open, "were about to go, get the rest of your stuff Tord." Patryk spoke.

"K dad.. " I mumbled as I picked up the rest of the boxes.

I piled them in the moving truck, and hopepd in the back seat of my dads' car.
I looked at the house one last time, the house I was born in, the house I spent the fifteen years if my life in. The one I loved. Im moving to a new house,  yes. But not a new home, home is somewhere you love.  Home is a place of the heart. And that was home. Norway was home, and London is just a house in life.

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