Art of Sorcery

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Summary

Set in the medieval times when magic had its charms and brought evil with it. Travelling through time and space and giving wonders to the people around. Boy with magical powers is destined to take up responsibility to find the hidden pieces of the ring and takes up a journey to the realm of unknown fantasy.

Genre
Fantasy/Adventure
Author
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Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

GIFT OR CURSE

The blue moon dependably appears to be grand. It had been second full moon in a month. Sometimes in the past a fountain of liquid magma named Shin-genie detonated. Tufts of fiery remains rose to the exceptionally best of Earth's air and turned the moon blue.

Shin-genie fiery remains were the reason that implies so unequivocally to disperse red light, while enabling different hues to pass. White moonbeams radiating through the mists turned blue, and some of the time green.

A boy named Sweeney was born that day. With mystifying deep brown, innocent eyes. What a bundle of joy was he to his was parents. So, it was the right time to celebrate one of the most memorable and mesmerizing births. The atmosphere was filled with joy, laughter and music. No one knew what destiny he held. But one thing was for certain that he had been blessed with a gift, Sorcery. Boon some says, while others were of the opinion, it was a nuisance having him around. As an impish and brave warrior since the beginning, he was always curious in things and for that getting into trouble all the time.

A reckless nightmare struck his life and made him wretched. On his fifth birthday his parents had gone missing while they were coming back from a hunting trip. That’s not all, in fact; perhaps they had known it all along. Someone or something had been following and tracking them since the birth of their son. Hence, they left Sweeny with a ring band.

It was a ring that had some inscription over it, not easy to read. There was this unusual light coming from underneath it, since the time Sweeney’s parents had disappeared.

Later he was brought up by Lazarus, his grand-dad. As a lad Sweeny was always mischievous and had curiosity in the art of magic. “There’s no doubt you going to turn out to be a great sorcerer one day” Lazarus setting his eyes on Sweeny as he sets fire to the logs just by maneuvering hands over them.

Lazarus long grayish-white beard and hair made him one of the elders of the village. Along with Lazarus there were six more, known as Guardians. Jouan, Rinecliff, Dondrick, Joseph, Kleiman and Nora. These protectors had an obligation to keep the village safe from Monarchs.

Over the years, they had been fighting against the Monarchs in order to keep the village people at a safe distance. They had already built a magical wall, in order to make the village not to be seen by the monarchs. But that too was not for long.