Nausea
While Thomas and his family were walking around the plaza. Mythos had one of his fits again.
"Father. I feel dizzy."
Thomas and Elena looked at each other.
Thomas quickly took hold of his son.
On Mythos's skin he could see violet spots on his arms and his face. Mythos eyes were dreamy like he was about to fall asleep.
Thomas quickly decided to enter the nearest inn.
They took a table and they rested Mythos on a chair.
The innkeeper approached them looking for someway he might assist.
"Mister innkeeper, do you have a chair with an armrest?" Thomas inquired.
The innkeeper glanced briefly at Mythos. His look of concern was quickly mixed with a hint of fear. Thomas noticed that the people who were dinning in during that time were feeling the same.
They were no stranger to the danger of a gifted child having fits.
Still the innkeeper came back momentarily with a new chair. He even helped Thomas transfer Mythos to the new chair. But Thomas knew that if the innkeeper had a choice, he would not dare touch Mythos.
"Thank you innkeeper."
"Anything else sir?" The innkeeper asked.
"Please bring me and my wife something to eat and a soup with broth for my child."
The innkeeper nodded.
Elena pulled her chair near Mythos and she held his hand stroking it gently as if that would help ease his pain. But they both knew that there was nothing they could do but wait.
"I can't bear to see him like this." Elena was near tears.
"I know wife." Thomas sighed and slumped his back on his own chair. "I hope the wizards can cure whatever ails him."
Thomas wondered, why does it have to be his son? If only he could take the child's pain instead.
"Little witches." Someone in the inn spat. He was a thin, frail, and balding man. He was probably frustrated to be in the inn during this time and he could run lest town people brand him a coward. "Damn." He took a swig at his liquor. Cold perspiration were starting to form on his forehead.
Thomas was oblivious to the man cursing because his concern was for his son. He noticed that Mythos's spot were beginning to disappear. He took a sigh of relief.
"He will be alright."Elena told him. She was now able to smile.
The people in the inn who were frozen stiff on their chair began to relax.
Mythos slowly opened his eyes but it was obvious that he was still feeling dizzy.
"You alright?" Thomas asked.
Mythos forced a smile. "A little bit father."
"You had us worried there son. But it will be alright. The wizards will find a way to cure you."
Mythos tried to nod.
Thomas tried to recall if anyone from his bloodline ever had the gift. As far as he can tell, there was no one. He was descended from a family of professional soldiers. There was no one in his family history of anyone being mentioned to be different. Mythos was the first one.
Elena was decended from a family of landowners: barons, and dukes. No one in her family history has ever been mentioned of having the gift.
"Why Now?" Thomas asked himself.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Wizard's Chronicle: Chapter 4
Secrets
Outside, Thomas was waiting for both of them. All three of them when down the stairs to the receiving room. Then they went outside the front of the house.
It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining brightly and yet it did not feel hot. There were a lot of dragonflies flying in the garden in front of the manor house. And there were still traces of mist from the early morning.
A servant opened the carriage door and the three of them, Mythos, Elena, and Thomas, went inside.
His father already told him that he was to go with Wizard Stephen to Wizard City. He told him that that is where he needed to study from now on.
“Where is that place father?”
“I cannot exactly tell you because I have not been to that place myself. But I heard it is a nice place and you will like studying there.
You will meet a lot of other children. And you will make a lot of new friends.”
Mythos smiled at the thought of it. He always liked playing with other children.
He has playmates, Jethro and Rica. They were son and daughter of one of their servant. But apart from them he knows no other children outside their manor.
“Remember what I told you son.” His father said while the carriage started to move. “This is your first time to travel very far. You must be brave.”
“Yes father. I will remember.”
“That's my son.” His father ruffled his hair.
His mother sat silently beside him and his father. From time to time Mythos noticed her looking far outside.
One time she glanced at him.
He thought she looked sad but it was quickly gone in an instant. Still he wondered.
“Is there something wrong mama?”
She looked into his eyes and then gave him a kiss on his forehead.
“No son. Mama is just thinking about something.”
It took them half a days ride to reach the plaza. Mythos noticed that the sun was already past its zenith when they stepped out of the carriage.
The town was a collection of many houses and various shops. The ground of the whole town was paved with cobblestones. In the distance, to the west, you could see Forge Mountain rising majestically above the roofs.
Allen Town was the place where all the people who live in the whole Brigg's valley and outsiders, meet to trade.
There was a flurry of activities in the middle of the plaza. There were a lot of people. There was a caravan of carriages lined up. It reminded Mythos of Circus caravans except there were no animals, clowns, strongmen, and performers. The carriages where bare of decorations except for symbols of a staff and a flaming lion which mark that they belong to Wizard City.
Mythos has never seen so many children gathered in one place. Not even since he and his father were here one week ago.
Speaking of his father, Thomas seemed to be scanning the crowd looking for someone. Finally his father spotted him. Wizard Stephen waved at them from among the crowd.
His father walked over to Wizard Stephen. They shook hands.
“It's good that you have finally come.”
“Well, we don't really have a choice Wizard Stephen.”
Mythos overheard his father say from a distance. His father was squinting from the blinding light of the sun.
“Have you and your family taken lunch?”
“Not yet.”
“It is way past noon already. You first better get your family something to eat. Meanwhile we still have to wait for the rest to arrive.”
His father nodded and then went back to him and his mother.
They looked for a local inn so that they could eat.
Outside, Thomas was waiting for both of them. All three of them when down the stairs to the receiving room. Then they went outside the front of the house.
It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining brightly and yet it did not feel hot. There were a lot of dragonflies flying in the garden in front of the manor house. And there were still traces of mist from the early morning.
A servant opened the carriage door and the three of them, Mythos, Elena, and Thomas, went inside.
His father already told him that he was to go with Wizard Stephen to Wizard City. He told him that that is where he needed to study from now on.
“Where is that place father?”
“I cannot exactly tell you because I have not been to that place myself. But I heard it is a nice place and you will like studying there.
You will meet a lot of other children. And you will make a lot of new friends.”
Mythos smiled at the thought of it. He always liked playing with other children.
He has playmates, Jethro and Rica. They were son and daughter of one of their servant. But apart from them he knows no other children outside their manor.
“Remember what I told you son.” His father said while the carriage started to move. “This is your first time to travel very far. You must be brave.”
“Yes father. I will remember.”
“That's my son.” His father ruffled his hair.
His mother sat silently beside him and his father. From time to time Mythos noticed her looking far outside.
One time she glanced at him.
He thought she looked sad but it was quickly gone in an instant. Still he wondered.
“Is there something wrong mama?”
She looked into his eyes and then gave him a kiss on his forehead.
“No son. Mama is just thinking about something.”
It took them half a days ride to reach the plaza. Mythos noticed that the sun was already past its zenith when they stepped out of the carriage.
The town was a collection of many houses and various shops. The ground of the whole town was paved with cobblestones. In the distance, to the west, you could see Forge Mountain rising majestically above the roofs.
Allen Town was the place where all the people who live in the whole Brigg's valley and outsiders, meet to trade.
There was a flurry of activities in the middle of the plaza. There were a lot of people. There was a caravan of carriages lined up. It reminded Mythos of Circus caravans except there were no animals, clowns, strongmen, and performers. The carriages where bare of decorations except for symbols of a staff and a flaming lion which mark that they belong to Wizard City.
Mythos has never seen so many children gathered in one place. Not even since he and his father were here one week ago.
Speaking of his father, Thomas seemed to be scanning the crowd looking for someone. Finally his father spotted him. Wizard Stephen waved at them from among the crowd.
His father walked over to Wizard Stephen. They shook hands.
“It's good that you have finally come.”
“Well, we don't really have a choice Wizard Stephen.”
Mythos overheard his father say from a distance. His father was squinting from the blinding light of the sun.
“Have you and your family taken lunch?”
“Not yet.”
“It is way past noon already. You first better get your family something to eat. Meanwhile we still have to wait for the rest to arrive.”
His father nodded and then went back to him and his mother.
They looked for a local inn so that they could eat.
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