part 2: The Beginning
October 8, 2004
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My concerns were for my mom and dad
as I dodged through the streets. |
But, in all honesty, I should have been more worried about myself. Three dark forms approached. Though they bore no torches, but some instinct told me that they were not counted among my neighbors. |
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There were several moments that night
that I’ll never
forget, but the moment the three men approached me was branded upon my
soul. For this was the first time I used magic. |
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A frightened fist struck the sternum of one of the raiders.
The attack would not have hurt the man if not for the flash of light that
knocked him back several paces. |
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