*ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!* When the world was formed, along it came into being what we now know as magic. Magic was raw and powerful, thus a balance was needed. Fifteen beings were born out of magic, each with a different piece of magic inside. These pieces later became known as the elements and these beings as the heralds of the elements. The heralds have lived, created and destroyed. After a millennia however they all went into a deep slumber. All was in peace. This is the story of a boy blessed by a herald. A herald's heir. Warning - first time writing a story, so yeah..... *looks away*