Gondolion backed off to the corner of his room in the treehouse.He screamed "What do you want?" . The stranger sheathed his sword, he stretched out his hand and a flower blossomed from it. Gondolion couldn't belive it , standing in front of him was one of those mysterious mages that he had heard so many stories about and had dismissed as myth.
The stranger spoke,"You are here by to follow me back to the capital by the authority granted to me by the Emperor of the elven of the elven realm.". Gondolion throat was sore as he asked,"Did I do something wrong?, I apologize for bumping into you in the bar , I wasn't looking."
The stranger giggled , "no that had nothing to do with it, do you not understand , boy? haven't you noticed you look similar to me? You are a mage.
Gondolion was shocked but also confused as he had never shown any signs of magic use since he was a child. "You must be mistaken, I have never shown any magic usage before. "
The stranger was shook but he calmed down as he remembered something,"I see, don't worry about, you are to leave with me for the academy in the morning, get your affairs in order if you try to run , you will be tried for treason, so don't even think about it."
Gondolion couldn't speak as the stranger left but he left with the parting words that his name was Eredar.He quickly packed his belongings and lay down on his blanket to sleep.
As the wind blowed and the wolves howled into the night, he was scared and excited for what tommorow will bring and as the night went, the darkness took him.
An orphan elf lives with other elves in a village but he looks different from the others. One day, he encounters a stranger who looks similar to himself and is thrust into an adventure.
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