Discovery (Part 4)
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Fairy tale part 4:
Ambrosius stood there, completely unaware of what had just happened. One moment he was surrounded in flames with no chance of escape and guards everywhere, and the next he was entirely alone and the fire was gone. Even stranger, all of his scars had somehow dissipated into smooth, clean skin. He stood silently for a few minutes, taking in his barren, empty surroundings. Then he started to shout. For his village and for his mother.
After minutes of shouting and no response, he started to walk. He didn't know where he was walking, as all of his references had been burnt to nothing. He continued for a few hours, and then heard sound. It was the cackling sound of fire, and it was very near. He continued up a mountain, towards the sound, then, when he reached the peak, he looked down and saw another village, similar to his, engulfed in flames. He knew he should walk away, but he couldn't. The fire was mesmerizing. He lost control of himself, and walked straight to the site of destruction. Pretty soon he was inches away from the fire. He brought up his hand, and very, very slowly, his fingertips grazed the flame. At that moment, he felt something course through him. Something that was extremely painful, and yet so incredible. He felt the power of a million suns coursing through his veins. And then it happened. He felt something sprout out of his sides, and something shoot through his nose. His skin started changing, and then he became everyone's only true hope. The pheonix.
He started to scream for help, but every time he tried to speak, he heard nothing but the call of a bird. He looked around frantically, at what he had become, and then he realized it. He was a pheonix. He all of a sudden felt extremely sleepy, and he fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he was just a boy again. The boy that would save them all.
Ambrosius stood there, completely unaware of what had just happened. One moment he was surrounded in flames with no chance of escape and guards everywhere, and the next he was entirely alone and the fire was gone. Even stranger, all of his scars had somehow dissipated into smooth, clean skin. He stood silently for a few minutes, taking in his barren, empty surroundings. Then he started to shout. For his village and for his mother.
After minutes of shouting and no response, he started to walk. He didn't know where he was walking, as all of his references had been burnt to nothing. He continued for a few hours, and then heard sound. It was the cackling sound of fire, and it was very near. He continued up a mountain, towards the sound, then, when he reached the peak, he looked down and saw another village, similar to his, engulfed in flames. He knew he should walk away, but he couldn't. The fire was mesmerizing. He lost control of himself, and walked straight to the site of destruction. Pretty soon he was inches away from the fire. He brought up his hand, and very, very slowly, his fingertips grazed the flame. At that moment, he felt something course through him. Something that was extremely painful, and yet so incredible. He felt the power of a million suns coursing through his veins. And then it happened. He felt something sprout out of his sides, and something shoot through his nose. His skin started changing, and then he became everyone's only true hope. The pheonix.
He started to scream for help, but every time he tried to speak, he heard nothing but the call of a bird. He looked around frantically, at what he had become, and then he realized it. He was a pheonix. He all of a sudden felt extremely sleepy, and he fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he was just a boy again. The boy that would save them all.
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