Konrad's story Options

[Konji]

I thought I would give it you in bitesize pieces...as I find them easier to read.


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Konrad woke up, slowly opening one of his eyes. He covered his face with his hand, the light of the midday sun burning his eyes. He pushed his bed covers down, his shiny leather tunic visible now. He never really changes his clothes, but has them washed immediately. He got up, sighing and brushing his coal black hair from his eyes.

“Where is father?” Konrad called down as he descended the antique wooden stairs.

“He is already at his school opening, but I didn’t want to wake you,” his mother replied, frowning as she looked up from her lunch. Picking up a slice of bread Konrad broke free of the confinement of his house, blinking ferociously at the revealed light. He looked around, still amazed at the artistry of the buildings surrounding him. He spent many an hour gazing out of the small opening in his room, just marvelling at the wonders of the architects and builders.

He glanced at the position of the sun to confirm his thoughts. “It is late in the day…I must get there if I am to pass the trials,” Konrad mumbled to himself. He raced through the backstreets of the city, passing the many landmarks on the way, and eventually reached his father’s dream…The Blade School.

[Konji]

Here ends chapter 1 of Konrad's story.


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Konrad waited patiently, wondering why exactly his mother had just started crying. When she had finally finished, she sniffled and told him a small story.

“When you were captured there was a small funeral, but the Sword School continued and was getting pretty good. One day, when Luca didn’t show up, your father sent out one of the teachers to find him. Luca returned a couple of hours after that, holding in his arms the dead teacher. He told them all he had done it and that he was going to kill the rest of them. I was there. I ran just as your father charged for Luca…” she paused, sighing and downing one of what seemed many glasses of brandy.

“Continue mother, I must know the answer to my question!” Konrad pressed.

His mother put the glass down and wiped her lips with the back of her grubby sleeve, then proceeded to finish the tale.

“I just got out in time. Luca must have been a powerful magician, the blade never hit him. A blade of light fell on the ground of the school, then the light turned to flames and explosions. The School was rent apart, utterly destroyed. I just stayed conscious enough to see Luca walking away, then fainted.” She finished.

Konrad nodded, then turned away. He went to the door and passed Iulia, his head down. She grabbed him from behind, now in tears also.

“Don’t go and try to find him Konrad!” Iulia cried, holding him back. Konrad turned to her and stared for a second. He broke away.

“I must…”
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