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She sat gazing out across the evening sky wondering what was coming, feeling it in the air and within her was this thought this tingle this dread of sense. Taking her to the core she could feel the weight of the power within her seeking its escape. Ever wakeful inside her chest, as she stood there she thought of him. Extending her right arm she looked into her palm curling fingers as the spark comes to life within then the euphoric rush of new creation set down in an instant given the power to crush or to save all. “So long ago I would have thought none of this existed” she thought to herself. Flaring light in palm she hurled her hand to the window sending the fiery lance streaking from the tower, across the plain and away into the night sky thinking back to that first day…
“Aishling time for dinner!” she could hear the faint call over the roar of the blacksmiths fire she had ever been enticed by fire. “Coming Mother she muttered under her breath in the direction of the main house “Come now little ash we will have plenty of time to finish this!” and many more like it!” the order was meant to equip the kings men those that were in the front of the mage wars the people of magic had long been oppressed by the nobles and other terrestrial authority but since the uprising the climate was … grim. You could see it in the visage of each person behind the eyes a sacred look.
Come now we don’t want to keep yo… his words were interrupted by a loud moaning screech “Spells! Take to cover!” and instantly there was mayhem then… utter mayhem... searing bolts of white hot lightning came crashing into the terminus of the city store house. The armory of warded metals a desired target … hitting the metal building the spells arched and shattered into faceted light leaving a slight mark but would never penetrate the material designed so well by imperial spell swords… or so they thought… beginning as a reddening haze lifting and congealing into a line. this extended and connected to the hands of a person far off Ash could see the glint of something and then an absence … as light gathered itself together and in a rushing instant with a complete absence of sound the line of red light shooting forth to strike the metal of the magic ward and upon its connection exploding with such force that the entire section of the buildings front vaporized. The silent rush that followed was all that Ash could remember save the scream of “Papa!” as she was pushed into a sewer drain. Even then the blast left her unconscious.
