The Owl House, Broken Hearts, Shattered Bones

The Awakening

Korril's P. O. V

Yesterday, I created a wildfire that incinerated a great portion of trees surrounding School grounds, and nearly burned the school. Since yesterday, after the incident, was a Friday, you have two days to think about what you have done, and two days to practice your magic, and your new found abilities. After school and during the weekends, I go to an almost isolated location, namely, the location where Eda, The Owl Lady, most powerful witch in the Boiling Isles, lives, your inspiration for standing up to the system.

I bid farewell to my parents as I will go to what I usually do on the weekends, and maybe get drunk on Apple Blood tonight, maybe that'll help with the bad memory of yesterday's mistake. I drink to forget, but I always remember.

I wore a black robe and a mask that looks like it was carved out of a demons mouth, packed with me, is a sling bag, with my celtic, a small harp, members of the Bard Track usually have these instruments, either by casting it with spells or hand made. I also have with me my kris dagger, I bought it in the Night Market, in case if I ran in with some wrong witches.

I sent my journey to the woods, as I reached my destination, I rest on a fallen tree branch and decided to play the Celtic. I decided to play a melodramatic note as to reminisce yesterday's mistake. I decided that it was getting a bit too dramatic as I, myself, shed a tear, I stopped there and do what I originally planned to do, Practice magic.

Every teenage witch these days waste their weekends, causing trouble, Pinstagram, and bubble tea, I wanted to harness my powers do I can become powerful, maybe even powerful as the Owl Lady, herself.

I walked in deeper in the woods, to do what I do all my spell stuff, an empty spot in the forest, an asymmetrical circle with no trees, I knew this is where I practice because of the damage and marks on the surrounding. Some of the trees have some spell marks and some were obliterated.

I began my training by casting a fire spell, I casted a spell circle to shoot out a fireball, it hit a tree, causing it to explode whilst tiny branches and twigs scattered the area.

Then it hit me, a memory of yesterday, the laughter, the humiliation, the rejection, I know I shouldn't but it keeps getting through to me, fuelling my rage, I casted a spell circle not thinking what I just summoned, I tried helding back my thoughts as a giant meteorite struck the ground causing the land to shake, groups of trees collapsed, shrapnel flying over the place.

Korril: "What the!? Did I..... Did I just... Do that?"

I felt exhausted, my mouth opened wide, still shock as to what just happened, I stood in my position as  I watch my spell cast evaporated. I wanted to make sure if I really did just summoned that asteroid, or was it just a natural event that happens on the Boiling isles.

I looked at the meteorite that struck the ground, it created a crater and had fire with its color similar to my spell cast.

Korril: "Is this mine? Did I just do that?"

Shocked and awe, I cast another spell and tried pulling out the same spell again, but to no luck, failed I tried again and again, but after all that, all that ever came out was a weak flame or water randomly falling on my hair. I don't get it, what did I do wrong, unless it wasn't me.

I sighed as I though back on the day of Emira's rejection. My right hand now on fire, I looked at the my hand, as I let go of that memory the fire on my hand slowly faded away. Could it be that my emotional empowers my ability, or was it thinking about that day triggering my power?

I learned now that emotions trigger my powers, as I attempted to cast another meteorite, this time, I reminisce about the time of Emira's cold rejection. Now enraged, I was able to summon another meteorite,  this time, it landed on the boiling seas.