( I'm not very good at writing so if you see any errors please tell me and advise me on how to fix it, I really do wish to become a better writer and I will accept any advice and help given. Thank you for reading this and if you do read it leave a comment what you think of it and what you like or dislike about it and I will try to see if I can make some changes to it thank you again!)
Sven furrows his brow in intense concentration as he feels the beginning of a flame at the tip of his fingers, he opens his tightly closed eyes as he sees the sparks of his first flame, his first time practicing pyromancy, but he jerks back startled and distinguishing the flame for the flame he conjured was a purple instead of the normal crimson that other pyromancers conjured. He gets up his legs shaky as he doesn’t know how to react to this feeling, he decided to try again to see if it wasn’t a freak accident so he sits down and starts to concentrate again. He can’t help but feel excited again as he feels the tingling and he sees to his disappointment the purple flame again, feeling ever defeated he gets up and with his head bowed in shame descends the stairs to the main part of his house.
Sven goes down to see his parents waiting for him anticipating if he is or is not a pyromaner. They sigh deeply and sadly when they see Sven hanging his head
