Sorcerer & Apprentice
Part 1 – Meyon Heights
Chapter 1/1 – Low Born & Never Chosen …
For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be a Serein.
The more they warned me to stay away from the Serein, the more I wanted to be one of them.
As simple as that, really.
Of course, there was more.
They told me the Serein were dangerous – I thrilled inside.
They told me the Serein were evil – I shuddered deliciously
They told me the Serein were insane – and I saw the fear in their eyes and wanted that kind of power so badly, I could taste it in my soul.
From the time I was three years old, I was utterly hooked on becoming a Serein.
Just one problem - I was low born and never chosen.
Yet somehow, I always knew that none of that would matter once I could wear the blue robes and hide my face behind a small distortion.
To be a Serein, I had to become one.
So I studied them. I followed them whenever I saw one, watching them float along the main road above our village, their feet nor robes ever touching the ground, and saw them disappear in a glow up the mountainside where their monastery lay. I asked about them until I got hit across the head and told to be quiet – little good that did! beyond scary old wives tales and all sorts of superstitious nonsense - although, if only the smallest part of that were true ...
I didn’t really know what to do but the wish to be someone other, somehow better, anything other than what I was, always burning, burning, burning inside my mind. I spent my childhood waiting for some kind of opportunity, and when it finally came, I didn’t even recognise it.