It was meant to be a hot summer and it was, the sun still shone brightly on the city, its rays bringing the intense heat along with it. However, the skies above were not clear, there was something like thick snow pouring down from the heavens, coating the city in a blanket of pinks.
Yet what fell was not snow, it was cherry blossoms.
Sarah raises an eyebrow to the still falling blossoms and sighs.
She had caused this.
A few days ago she had found a cast for snow from an old book he was writing out and of course, wanted to test it out.
Sarah had started small, playing in her capsule room she had been staying in, filling the small space with cool snow. Causing snow to fall was something that was an advanced water beater who was skilled with shadows could do.
And something a light bearer should not be able to do.
This cast was like a bypass for the modern ways and used tools- given how old the book was, it was from a time when all bearers first started sharing their skills.
So with confidence, Sarah went to the rooftop and performed it on a much larger scale; just over the building and nowhere else.
...it had worked!
And right away stopped the casting when a small pile of snow covered the rooftop she was on. An hour later she saw what she thought had been rain, that came with a distance thunder- gazing out of the window... it snowed.
Rushing to the roof she quickly discovered it was not snow but blossom. It was just a light shower and tried to dispel. It went away...
...and came back the very next day.
Sarah was sitting on the rooftop, at one of the many tables that were placed there- a protective shield was around the building, stopping any high winds from blowing at the books that people read here.
On her table was the copy of the old book she had written out, rereading it word for words, trying to find where it went astray.
Somehow she had managed to cast it wrong.
"Ugh! Where did I go wrong!?" Sarah groans out loudly, it was not like things did go right all the time, she practices long and hard to do things correctly and some castings could take months to perfect.
It was just this type of casting needed to be on a large scale, open area and up high; so this might be a once in a lifetime thing to get do hence played around it in the evenings before trying it out.
Sarah drags the books into her sub-space, deciding to take a break. She had been staring down at the words of her own 'handwriting' for ages... the water ring and shadows had helped writing it out but she would going at a snail's pace.
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Forgotten One
FantasySarah Hikari is a young but powerful light bearer who lives in a natural zone, a place where all different bearers and even lycanthropes, live together in peace and free from fear from the outside world; she loves games, history and learning new ski...