《Rise of the Undead king》Rise of the Undead king part 27
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We were in her room, she was sitting at her desk reading and combining fluids in vails. I sat on the ground within a chalk circle.
Today, no matter how hard I tried, it wouldn't work. The colors stayed separated. 'Vel, they don't blend, not even a little. Is it really a good idea for me to go? I mean, does it not make me look suspicious.' She didn’t even look up from her book 'I think, you should make more haste and try harder. I mean illegal magic is one thing, but if they discover you are undead. You are fucked, my friend.' My eyes were open, and I could only think. Nice, I'm screwed. There is no hope for me now.
She turned to me as if she felt me falling into despair 'If you get out of town by joining me in college, at least it will give us more time to work with.' My eyebrow lifted itself and I realized she is sort of right, more time is not bad. So, I asked her 'Do you really think you can fix this?' she grinned and kept it short 'No, but I think my father can.' She really just said that. What a brat and I couldn’t help but laugh. 'Wow…you are just so spoiled.' as I said that I shut my eyes and tried to concentrate again. Only to be disturbed by a soft object colliding with my head. I opened my eyes and saw a pillow beside me. 'Don't be a dick, just focus on getting it right.’
Sure, I was the dick. She changed my whole life. I don't know why, or maybe I do, but for some reason, I just can't stay mad at her. Her presence breaks it all away.
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I focussed as hard as I could. Wanting it to work out really bad, even praying a little. Not to escape from this place or to go to college. I just wanted to go with her. I know it's stupid, but it didn't make it feel any less important. The colors within the darkness of my mind started to bump into each other. This time they moved quicker. Eventually, I got them to mix. This time I could see the color they would make together. With my eyes still shut, I spoke. 'Vel, they mixed again. Just a little, but more than before.' I heard her footsteps then her voice 'You are doing great Jacob, try and separate them again.' her hand went through my hair.
When I tried to separate the colors, I immediately noticed this was a lot easier than combining them, although it still strained my mind. Going on and on trying to mix and separate them. Then Malanda called for me to do my chores. As I stood up, I was incredibly dizzy and almost collapsed, if Vel had not caught me. She grabbed the fluid she made earlier and gave it to me. 'Drink this, you will feel better.' The dark blue fluid flowed through my throat together with the feeling of a cool wave of new energy racing through my body. She grabbed my face and shook it, speaking slowly 'Remember you are still tired, the potion just takes the feeling away. I suppose your body can take it, but still. Don't overdo it.'
The dizzy feeling was fading, I could only reply 'Thanks Vel,'
She smiled at me, and I left. The dizzy feeling had vanished completely when I had walked down the stairs.
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