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Annwn - Ch06 - Magic
Shaking a bit, I stepped out to the hall. Heather's threat stuck with me, shaking me to the core as a hand grabbed my shoulder and snapped me back to reality.
"Hey Foxy, what's taking so long? We'll be late for the next class thing," Phil asked, having waited for me out in the hallway. "Hey, you okay? You look pale"
I shook my head. "Ye I'm fine, just..." I contemplated telling him what I saw and what Heather said, yet I thought best to heed her advice for now, "...stood up too fast. Head rush, ya know? And I told you to stop calling me Foxy." The two of us caught up with the rest of the class and found somewhere to sit.
Standing at the front of the class was Casey. She did say she would be teaching us some things so I wasn't too surprised to see her. She wasn't wearing her robe anymore, instead dressed in what I'm guessing were her normal clothes. She had a dark blue jacket over a dull, reddish shirt and denim shorts.
"Hello everyone. My name is Casey Lewis, but just call me Casey. To
Annwn - Ch05 - History
"Sigh. Well, I guess I should start. A Long long time ago, there was this guy called Arawn. Great is quite an understatement when describing him; anything he put his mind to he could do with ease. He wandered the country saving people, defeating monsters and creatures who attacked the weak, and even helping those creatures who were in danger of being hurt by hunters who were out for the sport of killing."
"He continued helping people, gaining in strength and followers, despite not wanting them to do so. Eventually, he started to assist those who showed promise and sent the others home. He realized that if he trained others to be good, then more people and creatures could be saved. Tales of distress from other countries soon became too great for Arawn to ignore. Leaving his most trusted in charge of the group and taking a small team with him, he left to help overseas, promising to return one day."
Annwn - Ch04 - Wander
With a gentle 'bang', the door behind me closed as I ventured outward to get some air and explore my new home. The four of us had been given some time to contact our family, get our things sorted out and basically settle down for tonight. Our first 'class' wouldn't be until tomorrow and, with it still being early afternoon, we had plenty of time to kill.
The others decided to stay behind, still talking to their families, filling in requests for items they want from their home or sorting out their rooms. The conversation with my parents had gone pretty quickly; I told them what they needed to know and that I would keep in contact every so often. They at least seemed happy that I found something to do and wished me luck and to keep healthy.
The area seemed quiet what with all that was going on. I guess everyone was working on sorting it all out. The town itself was quite odd. The whole thing reminded me of some old villages back home where there would
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