I have been practicing for more than ten months now the same routine picturing myself and putting together the pieces of my own puzzle but in a different kind of way instead of just imagining the me right now I pieced together my old self too I have been making lots of progress but if it weren't for my family and studies I might have finished five months before, but my stupid immature body was the biggest problem. I CAN BARELY KEEP MY HEAD TOGETHER FOR GRAMPS SAKE.
" Sam are you doing well you look a bit out of color " my mom says with a panicked face. "yes ma I just want to go outside "my parents still feel insecure that I am able to speak with them because of my age but they are getting used to my behavior, I am annoyed though every time I speak there is always a moment of hesitation before replying to back to me "sure why not, go ahead sweetheart "I give her a hug before running out the door and into the plains. I hear her chuckle before heading back into the kitchen. (why am I excited to go outside. It's only because of two reasons. First I will finally become amended in this world, finally be able to use magic. Second because I sensed that gramps was going to deliver some things to me like the letter and pen).
I race outdoors and I am welcomed by a hint of summer breeze in the air I race to my usual spot on the east side of the only willow tree in this great field I slump into the soft soil in Criss cross apple sauce I meditate on and finish the last pieces of both my pictures and I feel my breath shallow, I feel cold, and nothingness, it's gone. I feel something brush my cheeks I turn around only to find the same pixie that I had named on that fateful day, she seems to be proud of herself for getting my attention I freeze and she waves her little hands at me she is still as stunning as the first time I met her she looks younger infact almost shining of pure joy her hai..."Sam did I do something wrong? Do you still remember me? "she pouts with a gloomy face "of course I do your Sylvia the pixie I named when I was little "I must be crazy that is I acting like I was 10 years instead of months . The smile has returned to her face "you remember me I was wondering if you would never awaken your queue ".
"how did you get here "
"you summoned me "
"I don't know how to use magic yet "
"well you summoned me when you became amended to Magic, meaning I Sylvia will train you in magic "
I stare dump fodded at her this does seem like a reasonable answer but my baby head isn't working right , I say something that I am going to question my self about in the future "well Sylvia how about we play a game ". "a game what kind "she says with a startled look on her face. "a game of seek the materials ,the rules are simple if you find something odd that doesn't belong in the feelings of other things you bring it back to this tree, the one with the most stuff wins also, the west side of this tree is where you you drop your stuff I go on the east we are to come back here before the sun starts setting". "OK " she looks like she's ready to bounce "3,2,1 START ".so the game begins.
By the time the game ends I am sweating buckets ,"by the looks of it syl you win ". She seems happy with the game we just played and the nickname I just gave her. As I thought gramps did leave something for me ACCEPT HE LEFT ME PARTS OF EARTHS TECHNOLOGY, GOD DAMN HIM but I did learn how to put together a phone, tablet, and computer while I was still on earth but he missed a bunch of parts that will probably take a bunch of time to find "syl can you find a way to keep this to me , like can you store it in a specific item that only you and I will know about "she as a blank face it scares me "uumm you don'..."off course I will do what you say, by what chance which body part do you want me to conceal them in "she as got to keep her evil grin to her self. This is a hard I can choose my fingers, nooo "I choose my eyes "
"both of them? "
"yes so I can make things out of them In my head and when I need to see them they will not be In pieces "
"okay "
"Sam time for dinner "my mom yells from the house. I know my chances against my mom and their pretty low on values and I never try to take chances "come on syl get on, not even you can survive the wrath of my mom".she might come out here "stand still I am almost done with the spell "I do as she says but I swear to gramps even he can't survive my mother's wrath he's like an ant next to my mom "done we can go now "Sylvia says softly and all the items are gone I want to ask her more questions but by the power of gramps grace I do the right thing and run like my life is on the line .
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