ᴏɴᴇɪʀᴀᴛᴀxɪᴀ ✘ ᴛxᴛ ✘ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ x ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ✘ fᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ ᴀᴜ

E I G H T E E N

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Who dares cross the fiery borders of the Pheonix?
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The soothing sound of trickling water began softly before it proceeded to a ferocious thunder, causing minor earthquakes, that were isolated by time and space, not affecting an average human being. However, it was painful in the ears of the young sorceress. Distorted cries of help rang in her ears along with the rain as she was trapped in the middle of a ring of flames.

In the far distance, she could make out an entity dancing within the dangerous spirals, almost imitating the way the flames moved.

She couldn't see who or what it was. As a matter of fact, she couldn't even tell if she had mistaken it for the flames itself. But she remained mesmerized by it as the sounds of whimpers and wails went from one ear, out of the other.

Her heartbeat quickened, nearly forgetting how to breathe before her vision faded to black. However, she was all most certain she heard the entity's final words before her awakening.

"Isle of Evalott... The urban legend of... Where... Eirlys,"

She couldn't make out what it was trying to say. But the only thing she heard clearly, except for her name, was 'isle of Evalott'.

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Areum opened her eyes to see herself in her room. She was yet to be accounted to her surroundings after regaining her eyesight, everything seemed new to her.

Nonetheless, she couldn't get the thought of that dream off her mind. So, she went to the first person she could think of.

"Areum? What brings you here at this hour??" Asked Taehyun, who adjusted his glasses as he turned to check the time. "I had a vision," she answered immediately. "I need you to tell me about the Isle of Evalott,"

The male's jaw dropped before he shushed the girl, looking around to make sure no one had heard. "Don't ever speak of that in public. Come inside, hurry,"

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A loud thud was heard by the force of the heavy, old book that the younger male placed down, heaving out a sigh afterward. His ancestors had apparently kept it hidden to protect the dark secrets of the ancient origins of magic. "The isle of Evalott... I haven't heard that name in many years," the male muttered out, flipping through the pages as the female only watched expectantly.

He stopped, his hand tracing over the ancient writings and scripts which belonged to a language that was spoken long ago. "Here. Only mages, witches, wizards, and sorcerers are able to read these scripts. They are the only species left on planet Kabana who are gifted with the language of ancient magic,"

"The language of ancient magic... Isn't that called Kavowar?" Areum asked as she raised a brow, the male nodding. "Correct. And only creatures gifted with Kavowar know of the isle of Evalott. Here, take a look,"

She stood up to lean over and read the scripts. She was amazed at the fact that she immediately understood the beautiful writing. But being able to understand the words is one thing, and being able to interpret the metaphorical meaning of the scripts was another. Though it sounded beautiful. There was a drawing on the top corner of the page. A fiery golden flower, symbolizing the flames had sprung out of the dangerous cavern within the grand canyons of Mizalayag. A large, mystical bird flew above the flower with long, beautiful feathers.

"It looks beautiful, right? The isle of Evalott was the origins and home to the elven boy, Sorin. Ever heard of him?" Taehyun asked as he adjusted his glasses for the nth time. "Elven boy Sorin... I have heard old folklore about him, but I don't remember..."