It took the boy a full week to awake from the blood lost. The monks and mages were over joyed to see the young one awake after such massive injury to his boddy. After a few days of food and rest the boy got up then took a walk around the small peaceful place. It was mid spring and the cherry trees where in bloom it was a lovely setting as he look around seeing the monks fot and prayed. While the mage read and used their magic to make pots ,fire,water,snow,bolts of lighting,and shake the earth. The boy looked in awe and asked the elders of the village if he could learn how to fight and learn magic. The elders smiled and said yes to the boys request. 13 years pass and the boy grew to be a strong man able to use his dragon side to its full power. The boy learned their oldest magics plus their best fighting styles, the elders were impressed at what he had done in only 13 year of his life which took them most of their lifes to master. The boy made many friends which had moved away once they compeled their training. But there was one girl that took a great shine to the boy in both forms she was so inent on make him fall in love with her she would sneak in to his room and lay next to him tell he woke up to find her almost every morring. When he would carry her back to her room before the monks did room checks. By the time the boy was ready to go the girl was sent back to her village. ((going to have to wait tell tomarrow for the rest))
 Darkblade Tekkaman · Fri Jan 14, 2005 @ 03:01am · 1 Comments |
