[Escrevi em inglês porquê é para eu treinar o idioma]
As long as i remember i've been allways a reasonable boy, the perfect son to my roalty parents. I was so precious to them like a tresure to kept lock away in a safe guarded place. That was basicly my chieldhood strange who would have gassed how thigs would work out so diferent.
living four years inside a castle withou knowing the grass or snow, only having to study stuff all day and interacting with not many people is hard, thank god my tower had a library. Althoug i could't leave the perimiter for any reason i kind find a way to past the time. Between my sgrim and herbalism class with that same fat old man named Xarzanu, i was searching for arcane books at the library. Found some but i coulnd't perfom any spells or encantations, not even a simple teleknessis to puch a spoon i got right.
After weeks of atemptings and a hundred percent failures i kind gave it up and when mom and dad came to visit i told them about the books and my wish to learn more about the arcane knowlege. They said it was too dangerous for me to ever try that again. I got pissed of corse, after that they took all the arcane books from the lybrary and my room, however i knew somenthing like this could happen so i hide 4 volumes in the latrine. I made a box in my woodcraft class put the books there. I waited until somenone clean up my latrine and i threw the box there. Then i never used that latrine again, i would go to Xarzanu's room and use his. Every cleaning day i took of the box and put a misture of dark stinky chemycles there so they dont suspect a thing.
After a hole year studing and trying to practice i manage to do some tricks like creating light and moving little objects. I was so happy with those achiviments but i kind wanted more so i asked mom and daddy to have more language classes, cause i needed to andrestand all the speels in those book, even the ones writhen in some crazy anogram dialet.
When i learned demonic language i found somenthing that i thought it was impossible to me, a spell to create a door to any place ive seen before, i could go outside. However the spell was a ritual and demaned so many components needed to make it. I didn't sleep that day searching in my mind a way to get all those things, and i found it. I went to the library and searched in the alchemy books recepies that use those ingedients. After some weeks gatering the components from Xarzanu's classes i managed to have all of the itens needed. I tried a total of forty five times durin 3 months to make a door to my latrin until i got it right but i finaly got it.
At the witching hour i created the door to the garden in front of my window. It was sooo good feeling my feet in the grass the smel of fresh flowers and the forest breeze in my face, i sit in the bench that was in the middle of the little labirynth. Every time i put my hand in all the ingredients i took a leave at night there.
As time goes bye my parents had a new baby my crazy little sister. She was nice but 4 years between us made her a little boring, but i aways played with her when they brought her to visit me at my tower.
At her 13 birthday parents throw a huge mascarade ball, and as allways i was not aloud outside my tower. See all the people around my age and not interact with them made me angry, but i allways remember mommys saying that i was locked there for my protection. Althoug i was not suposed to i went there through my magic door.
As far as i was using that raven mask i made last year in my art class i was clear of suspect. I finaly had fun with other people at my age, until i realise that i maybe was young but not stupid like those teens, they didn't know anything about anything, they were so imbecils only talking about their castles and cloths and jewls, it made me sick those empty people. Then they show me they knew somenthing i didn't, dancing. I never had a dancing class because i thought i would never have the oportinity to dance, but yes, in that moment i regreted that decision.
