TITLE: Dragons Beginning
GENRE: YA Fantasy-Adventure
Concentrate. Feel the magic. Control it.
The words came back to me, repeating in my head. I wanted to scream in frustration at the firepit in front of me. My knees hurt from the packed dirt, but moving to the other side where the wooden floor began wouldn’t help. I’d get splinters too, instead of only bruises. The door opened behind me and my mother bustled in. Her flowery perfume hit me first, then the soft sound of her slippers on the wood.
I cringed. Hours had passed since she’d left, and yet, there was still no fire burning to cure the herbs. My magic would not respond today.
My mother, Adrial – the most powerful sorceress in all the land of Drakos Dnal – just put her basket on the counter and walked over to me. Her cool hand brushed the back of my neck, pushing my hair into order. “It’s all right,” she said.
“My grand sorcerer magic is never going to come.”
“Robby, what have I told you?” she walked around the firepit, facing me across the wood.
Hanging my head, I mumbled the answer. “The longer it takes, the more powerful I’ll be.”
“That’s right.” She turned back to the table, unpacking the herbs and flowers she’d gathered in the meadows a little way from our house.
I turned back to the wood in the firepit, staring hard. If I couldn’t get the fire started with my magic, maybe I could glare it into combustion.