Creating a golem (a mage in training, part 12)

After a tedious day of studying and bowing to cocky teachers, Ash wanted nothing more than her bed, however, she had a golem to create.  She couldn’t leave it until the morning as her first lesson was Familiar Creation… and she knew, just knew, she wasn’t going to wake up until the last warning bell sounded….

A class of mocking mages (a mage in training, part 11)

Her limbs killed, a chorus of moans escaping her lips as she dragged her broken body out from the thin blanket. She cursed mornings, calling the sun a hateful creature as she dressed in her mage gear. Ignoring the growl from her belly, she left for her first lesson. “Little late, aren’t we Ash?” The…

Singing magic (a mage in training, part 10)

Yes, she had won one battle… but the fight never ended. Ash’s body craved sleep, shoulders shaking with sheer exhaustion she hobbled to her room.  For years she lived in fear of the older mages, their strength and brutality a constant warning to the village girl inside her. That was when she was younger, now,…

A broken mage (a mage in training, part 9)

Getting back to the guild was anything but easy, her legs stung, eyes burned, but with blinding anger to push Ash, she eventually made it. The sun had long ago set, Yue, instead, was rising. Her friends powerful white light a comforting warmth against her back, supporting her as she entered through the elaborate wooden…

Frozen amongst sand (a mage in training, part 8)

Colours swirled as if floating on water, dancing the bright colours seemed to merge with one another, a washed rainbow. From blossoming pinks to an ocean blue, suddenly, a black filled the space. Tendrils pushing out to the other colours, appearing like veins, it sucked the other colours until the only thing left was the dark….

A battle between two mages (a mage in training, part 7)

The air crackled with power, Theo stepped back in fear. His skin stung as if he was being pricked by thousands of needles, his hair stood on end as if we were taming a wild beast. Ash walked towards him, her body holding a rigid frame, brown eyes turning darker as if an ember burned in the…

The winter air bites only the weak (a mage in training, part 6)

Swallowed, engulfed by water that dragged her down as if she weighed nothing. Her lungs stung, pinching they demanded air, their cries vibrating throughout her form. Ash was frozen, her body slowly sinking, but her mind whirled. Perhaps others feared the sea. It’s powerful currents and waves could kill a human in seconds so Ash…

A hungry ocean (a mage in training, part 5)

No, Ash chided herself, walking away from the steaming food. She didn’t have the money to spend on such delicacies, but, once again, the waft from the stall clouded her rational thoughts. Nearly turning around she slapped herself, she rationalised that there was no reason to buy food when she could gorge herself at the…

The call of the ink (a mage in training, part 4)

She ran, the chill freezing her breath creating intricate patterns in the air. Once, she had feared Theo, his powerful family and larger body a frightening combination. However, after suffering years of his torment, she had grown stronger. Her powers once a trickle, now a powerful storm. Body collected by the morning shoppers she let…