The quest for the Lifstone

The dark depths of the dragons lair, the ever winter snowflake, the cloak of every mage, I have seen them all but I am going to face the hardest challenge that I had ever faced... The race before death takes me forever....

PLEASE note: some the events in here are through my eyes while I was getting my second heart transplant and are real only portrayed differently to match the book.

(Participated in NANo 2014)


18. chapter 18

I looked out on the hillside thinking that there has to be a Lifstone that is for me somewhere around here. There was a festival going on as the scholars were going back to school.

“I am not sure that there would be Lifstones here Mistele.” Bill said as I am looking at the young people like running lifesavers.

“I think otherwise Bill, Look at them. All young and near my age.” I said and Bill saw it differently.

“And why are you not with them?” Bill chimed and I glared at him harshly.

“I learned the way of the sword and spells. I thought that I would go to school as soon as I get done with this and major in teaching basic magic and swords or at least something in that category.” I said and Bill softened his eyes to the understanding type that I love.

“I can see you as that.” Bill sighed and I wondered why he would put it that way.

“I think it would be best if we just keep watching for tragedies.” I said trying to keep myself focused instead of getting off topic.

“Why are you like this Mistele? It is understandable that you are but it is still concerning.” He asked and I kept silent. I felt like he was trying to understand but at the same time

“Because I am getting tired of waiting, searching, the letdowns.” I snapped a little breaking the silence and the anger that was boiling over on me.

“I understand but the darkest moments don’t have to be so dark.” Bill chimed and I was surprise that he was trying to calm me down. Bill grabbed my hand and we faced each other this was the moment but instead I looked away thinking that I couldn’t reveal that I like him a lot.  He started to grab my hand and pulled me away. 

“We must get going.” Bill said and I knew that he was right. But there was one thing that I had to do. I started to go down the hill where everyone else was and for some resin I felt happy.

The place was bustling with people going everywhere in this celebration and I wanted to just enjoy it. Just being around them gave me a bit of comfort that I could hide among them to some degree and just is normal but at the same time as the party was going on there was no lifstone for me to use.


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