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Memoriable IT

Chapter 1.
Past the vast Tint dome

Shaville, 1789

She did it again. Just as she walked past Iron‘s pup she knew she did it again. IT was over. Or so she thought. Her thougt‘s drifted by her mind. He was gone, Long gone away. From that day, She and her daughter would be save. Forever.

Tinsingtown, 1798

„Come on, Tiny! Its a long way back home. We better hurry, or will miss the Tinsingtons fire show!“. Said Kelsy loud to her horse Tiny. Kelsy was a 15 year old girl. Red flowing hair. Green envious eyes. Gracious face, and lustfull lips. Kelsy was the daughter of a poor farmer. She and her dad lived just outside of Tinsington town. Her work for the day was to go and get wheat from the Tinsingtons markets. At there you could find anything between a dragon egg and a goblin eye. Of course there were some scammers there, and villains…And murderous wizards….and raving dragons of the size of a 2 stories house. But still Kelsy loved it.


It was her way of escaping the reality for a moment. Why did she want to do that ? Her father, Mr. Kals had made a bet to the Tinsingtown‘s sherriff. He lost. And just 2 days from now he was to pay 600pens to the city counsil. If not, he would be beheaded. Now thats a pickle worth solving. Kelsy thougt as she past Terra woods. She was thinking why her life was so hard, why cant she have fancy dresses and a big palace, why did HER dad have to make the bet to the sherriff. If she just knew magic. Her live would be easyier. Magic was only available to the highest set people. Magic was not very common, as not many people had the talent for casting and chanting spectral energy. Kelsy of course knew she didnt posses that ability.


But then again, her mother did. Magci killed her. Dark magic. The evil emperor called Danzil had killed her. He once were the king. At first he was good, but then he started to get crazy. He looked for help to the darker forces. The Mennings. The Mennings were the gods of Sorrow,death,Rage,Envy & Despere. The replyed to his call. And gave him the Lucrils wand. Once owned and made by the mysterious Lucris, That wand was susposed to be the strongest wand ever made. So strong that no humans could handle it. Lucril disappeard one day. And was never to be found. Nowadays the wand was called IT, as if people were afraid of mentioning it. Most likely becouse of the tremble it caused Talin.
Kelsy arrived to their little farm. This was her home. She loved it so much, becouse there stood the only memory of her mother. Her mother died when she was only two. She had carved a heart into the one of the wooden pole. It was like she knew that she was going to die. And she did. „Kelsy, did you get the wheat, Greta needs it to make the bread“. Shouted Mr. Kals from the barn. „ Yes dad i did, Why do you always worry so much?“. „Kelsy, you do know that i love you?, right?“. „Of course dad!“. Mr.Kals didnt know that she knew about the bet. „Stop worrying dat and lets get us something to eat“. Said she with a tone that resembled sorrow. „Ivez madz the breadz Mr . Kels“. Said Greta, Greta was a worker here. She was from the small village called ivor. There everybody spoke some weird language, unknown to the world outside. Some people said it was to with tain a secret, other people said they were wierd.


But quite frankly, Kelsy knew there was something else. „ Ah! Greta good to see your back!“. „Whuz dank jou“. Kelsy didnt understand a word of that. But she knew it was something kind. The ate there dinner, Same as always, Bread and water. She was getting sick of this, she was agile to get some meat, but that the couldnt. Becouse the had to sell there meat to pay the taxes. „ Dad i‘m going to step outside for a while“, „oke honey, but dont go into the woods! You know what lies there..“. But she was gone before he could finish the sentance.


She went to the big hill outside the house. She watched the moon for a while and thougt what the purpose if life was. It also crossed her mind what that blinding light was, the one that was falling from the sky. Right at her. Fast. She put her hands over her head and ran. To late. It landed on the farm. Tremendous explotion, followed by fire. „DAAAAAAAAD!“ Kelsa shouted!. She ran to the farm and saw Greta & her dad lying. Greta was dead. Burned. Her dad was dying slowly. She ran to him. „Dad!DAD!,please dont die!please!!“. He was trying to say something. He mumbled a little. „Honey…the book…..trap door…kitchen…take to Shaville..“. „ I DONT UNDERSTAND!what is it you want me do to! It was to late. He was gone.


Tears started to fall down her cheeks. One by one. She stood up. Went to where the kitchen was before this and looked for a trap door. There! She found it! She opened it. There was a book. A red book. Covered in dust, Kelsy blowed on it and opend it. Green light blinded her eyes for a while. Then red little rounded dots started swirling around here. The changed color. Red…Blue….Green…yellow…black And the white. BAMM. They all hit her. But she didnt feel any pain. She felt powerful. Then everything went black.
The next day she woke up. It was raining. But she wasnt wet. A blue light surrended her. It was just like…..Magic. And there she realised it. It was Magic. She had magic power, and lots of it. Was it the book? She thought by herself. As she stood up the shield disappeard. And there she got wet, really wet. Her dad mentiond something about Shaville. That was were she was susposed to go. She started walking. Straight at the woods. Not a trace of her was see able.

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